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Some Random Day…

Sarah had lost hope when it came to having children.  Her desire for a child hadn’t diminished; she had just made peace with reality and moved on.  Her biological clock struck midnight years before and in their pre-Viagra world she even giggled when God said Abraham would be the father of many nations.  To me, the story of Isaac’s birth wouldn’t make quite as intriguing a story if Abraham and Sarah had a dozen other kids running around.  The story grabs me because in the face of hopelessness, hope appears on some random day that started just like any other day.

I’m not trying to pump sunshine in the middle of despair or promise that if you’ll just keep believing things will turn out.  Sometimes they do and sometimes they don’t.  To me, the fact Sarah’s circumstances were so dire makes the miracle so compelling.  I mean, who wants to pay to see a movie where some lame guy battles a sore throat?   It’s the gut wrenching, roller coaster battle with cancer that attracts our attention and admiration.

I have to admit there are hopes and dreams in my life I’ve pretty much abandoned hope on.  But who knows?  On some random day that starts like any other day…


Humility Means Considering

I love being right.  I hate being wrong.  I suspect you (and everyone else with which we share the planet) feels much the same way.  This being the case, we find ourselves on a collision course when your love for being right smacks up against my disdain for being wrong.

When confronted with something I have done to wrong or hurt another I tend to hastily move into defense mode and eloquently and vigorously justify my actions.  After all, I love being right and I couldn’t possibly do anything wrong. 

I think I need a little more humility.  Paul Tripp defines humility as the willingness to consider I could be wrong.  Sounds pretty simple but I often refuse to entertain the idea that I have some culpability in any given relational skirmish.  What if the next time you are confronted with an example of your brokenness you paused and asked, “Might I have been impatient, rude, inconsiderate, thoughtless, or uncaring?”  Just considering is the beginning of humility.

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