A given life
We started off the day taking our Explorer to the shop. I was expecting bad news. Like a weak valve. Not good. So we had a little party when the call came that it was only an injector. Not really a party, but very happy.
I had been thinking before about how to make much of Jesus no matter what was wrong with the Explorer. I think I was just trying to prepare myself for the worst.
But it’s a fair question…
We live a given life. It’s a gift. All of it. Our opportunities. Our abilities. Our circumstances.
I didn’t choose when I would be born, or into what family.
My birth date and family were both given to me.
Note: This given life focus was shared by a new friend Jay during our recent Faculty Commons mid-year conference.