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I was walking on the beach the other day and came across a pile of stones.
There were jagged, broken stones that looked like they had been beat up and cracked with a hammer. There were some that were sort of round and others that were kind of flat and others that really had no significant shape to them at all. The stones didn’t have much color to them either. They were black, grey, and brown – nothing too exciting.
I have come to a conclusion regarding my life: God wants me to be successful.
In fact, I believe that it is not just me that God wants to be successful; God wants us all to be successful.
How have I come to the conclusion that God wants us to be successful? Very simply: I cannot imagine God wants any one of us to fail.
I am sure we have all been in a position where we have been working hard to accomplish something; you invest hours and hours into reaching a goal, finishing a project, studying for an exam… only to find that as you are nearing the finish line you start to question yourself.
You start to wonder: am I good enough, smart enough, will people listen to or like me…
Self-doubt creeps into the back of your mind and you start to question yourself. You start to lose confidence in your ability to carry through to your goal.
I am sure that everyone, at one time in their life, has experienced being hurt by another person. Most times the hurt comes from a breach of trust that we have placed in someone close to us: someone steals from us, marital infidelity, divorce, and physical abuse are some of those breaches.
I was on a plane yesterday flying to Florida. Behind me sat a father with his two small children. The boy seemed excited to be on the plane and kept looking out the window. He would tell everyone to “look how high we are” and “now were turning.” Being a former “white-knuckled” flier myself, I am sure that his announcements didn’t sit too well with some of the people on the plane who just wanted the ride over with and to be back on solid ground again.
But as he made his announcements, his sister just sat between him and her father and never said a word.
I started to fall asleep when I heard this little voice from behind me say “Dad, I’m scared.” Her father told her that there was nothing to be scared about.