Today is my 51st birthday. Every time I think about my age, I'm overcome by God's goodness in my life. I can hardly believe how kindly He has dealt with me, despite my colossal failures and outright rebellion to His gestures of love.
I can still remember so clearly the FIRST time I truly grasped that the Christian life was not about ME.
It was life changing.
I was in college and was at the wedding of an acquaintance. The ceremony was well underway and
the bride took the mic and sang a song. But it was NOT a mushy love song. It was the
90s worship song that said:
"It's all about you, Jesus.
And all this is for you.
For your glory and your fame.
It's not about me, as if you should do things my way.
You alone are God and I surrender."