(JS) For the last few years I’ve been contemplating writing a book. And that is saying something. I don’t like reading, and I like writing worse than I do reading.
So the title? “I’m nothing special.”
Now before you go throwing a pity party, I’m completely and utterly serious.
Want to know something else? I firmly believe that the disciples didn’t feel special either. They were just ordinary guys. Doing what they do every day. Trying to earn a buck. Pay the rent.
Family and friends have said they are proud of me. I’m entirely gracious and thankful for the sentiment, but, I’ve been trying to understand why. I’m the same guy. Trying to earn a buck. Pay the rent. And I’m clearly no disciple.
But you know what I’m learning? It’s what Jesus has done in me that makes HIM amazing. Not me.
So now I guess I don’t need to write that book after all.
Well, maybe this post is the Cliff’s Notes version…