I used to worry when I was doing something for church, running some event or talking with someone or a group of people, that what I had to offer wasn’t good enough. That I would disappoint. That I would let them, and far more significantly, God, down.
But one day it dawned on me. No matter what I did, I couldn’t make something perfect. And in this sphere, above all others, I couldn’t manufacture the kind of outcomes that I longed to see. I certainly could not make God move or act.
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