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.