Today I was talking to one of my co-workers.  I told her that she reminds me of me when I was her age.  She is a real go-getter.  She knows what she wants, and she is not afraid to tell you what she wants, what she thinks she deserves.  When I started my first “real” job, I was a part time teller.  I told the woman training me that I wanted her job.  Two years later, I had her job.  (In another branch…it wasn’t a hostile takeover or anything like that.)  I remember having a goal and doing whatever it takes to get there.

I entered the church 10 years back with that frame of reference.  I remembered what God told me when I was seven years old, and I thought, “Piece of cake.”  Over the last 10 years, I have learned many lessons in humility.  I could go through a laundry list, but I won’t.  My lessons in humility have taught me that God is God:  infinite, omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient.  I am finite, I have no power outside of Him, I know next to nothing, and I can only be in one place (emotionally, physically, spiritually mentally) at one time.

What I have learned is that I can do nothing good outside of God.  Whenever I try, the results are horrific.  Sure…things may go well for a short period of time, but eventually all hell breaks loose (literally) and all that I’ve done on my own falls apart.

So, yeah.  I need God.  Is anyone surprised?  I was.