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Dinner with Tom Cruise or Mum's Lamb Roast! (Mark 7)


Mark 7.5 Then the Pharisees and scribes asked Him, “Why do Your disciples not walk according to the tradition of the elders, but eat bread with unwashed hands?” [nkjv]

There was an ad in the early 90's where actress Naomi Watts passed up a dinner date with Tom Cruise to eat her mum's lamb roast. I love to cook. I'm no Jamie Oliver but in our household I am famous for my lasagna, pancakes and chocolate slice. I learnt how to cook by watching my mum in the kitchen when I was a child. Even now, when I need advice in the kitchen, I'm on the phone to mum straight away.

I heard a story recently about a young girl who also use to watch her mum in the kitchen. One day, while preparing a roast, she noticed her cutting off the ends of the roast. When she asked her why she did that, her mum replied, "that's the way my mum did it dear." Still puzzled by this, the little girl rang her grandma to ask the same question. Grandma also gave the same answer, "that's the way my mum did it dear." Not satisfied, the little girl rang up her great grandmother and asked her the same question. "Oh my dear", she said, "when I use to cook a roast, the only way I could fit it in the pan was to first cut off the ends before putting it in the oven."

We all have our traditions. Those quirky things we do, which have been passed down through the generations. Those things our parents did and which we will probably teach our children to do. They aren't necessarily all bad. Some traditions bring a sense of comfort and familiarity. Some help us focus on what's important in life.

The Pharisees and Scribes however were so caught up in their traditions and religious customs that when confronted by something different they struggled to believe. They didn't evaluate Jesus through the measure of God's Word rather they evaluated Him through the measure of their religious traditions.

This is when traditions become unhealthy. They blind us to the truth. They become more about rules and less about grace. Sometimes even the tradition becomes more important than God Himself. And the greatest consequence is that God's message of love, forgiveness and grace gets lost in translation and religious tradition.

Unless of course there is a little girl, bold enough to ask 'why?'
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Jesus Still Changes Lives! (Mark 6)

Mark 6.3 Is this not the carpenter, the Son of Mary, and brother of James, Joses, Judas, and Simon? And are not His sisters here with us?” So they were offended at Him. [nkjv]

Nicky Cruz wasn't even 4 years old when his heart turned to stone. As one of 18 children born to witchcraft-practicing parents from Puerto Rico, bloodshed and mayhem were common occurrences in his life. He suffered severe physical and mental abuse at their hands, at one time being declared the "Son of Satan" by his mother while she was in a spiritual trance.When he was 15, Nicky's father sent him to visit an older brother in New York. Nicky didn't stay with his brother long. Instead, full of anger and rage, he chose to make it on his own.

Tough, but lonely, by age 16 he became a member of the notorious Brooklyn street gang known as the Mau Maus (named after a bloodthirsty African tribe). Within six months he became their leader. Cruz fearlessly ruled the streets as warlord of one of the gangs most dreaded by rivals and police. Lost in the cycle of drugs, alcohol, and brutal violence, his life took a tragic turn for the worse after a friend and fellow gang member was horribly stabbed and beaten and died in Nicky's arms.

As Cruz' reputation grew, so did his haunting nightmares. Arrested countless times, a court-ordered psychiatrist pronounced Nicky's fate as "headed to prison, the electric chair, and hell."

No authority figure could reach Cruz - until he met a skinny street-preacher named David Wilkerson. He disarmed Nicky - showing him something he'd never known before: Relentless love. His interest in the young thug was persistent. Nicky beat him up, spit on him and, on one occasion, seriously threatened his life, yet the love of God remained - stronger than any adversary Nicky had ever encountered.

Finally, Wilkerson's presentation of the gospel message and the love of Jesus melted the thick walls of his heart. Nicky received the forgiveness, love and new life that can only come through Jesus. Since then, he has dedicated that life to helping others find the same freedom.

At church yesterday, our pastor preached an amazing message titled, 'Jesus still changes lives!'. This carpenter who lived 2000 years ago in a remote part of the world is still in the business of changing people's lives.

As a carpenter, Jesus would have learned a few things. He learned that there is potential hidden within an ordinary log. He would have learned that it takes work and time to draw out that potential and make something usable. And just like Nicky Cruz's story reminds us, He would have learned that the finest things are made from the hardest wood.

There are so many hurting people on this earth waiting for a carpenter, just like Jesus, to walk up to them and tell them that they are loved, there is hope and that Jesus can change their life.

Lord let me be that person for someone today!


Watch Nicky share his testimony. You can also check out the upcoming remake of 'Run Baby Run'




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It's Amazing Who You Meet in a Cemetery! (Mark 5)

Mark 5.2 And when He had come out of the boat, immediately there met Him out of the tombs a man with an unclean spirit. [nkjv]

The shocking news is quickly making it's way around the globe - Michael Jackson is dead!

I must admit, when I first heard I had mixed feelings. I've never met him. I've never been to one of his concerts and I don't think I even currently own one of his albums yet he has been part of my life right from a young age. Every Saturday morning I'd watch the 'Jackson 5' strut their stuff on TV. When Michael performed 'Billy Jean' at the 1983 Motown 25 Concert, I remember the very next day wearing a single white glove to school to show my dedication as a fan and not to mention my extreme 'coolness'. Then there's the hours spent alone in my room practicing the 'moonwalk' and imagining that moment in time when I, the geekiest guy in school, get to show off my super cool dance moves while my fellow students look on in awe.

I did get to meet Michael's brother, Jermaine Jackson, about 20 years ago. We chatted for a little while while I cleaned his hotel room. But that's about it.

I think that there will be a lot said about Michael in the weeks ahead. Some good and some not so good. His life was riddled with controversy. People will have mixed reactions to his death. There is a church group in America claiming to represent God called Westboro Baptist Church. They released a press statement today saying that God was behind the heart attack which killed Jackson and 'praised God' that he was now in hell.

I visited their website and it made me ill. How can people who call themselves Christians represent God that way? Does He really hate people? The people at Westboro Church seem to think so. They target gays, those in the military, prostitutes, and even Joyce Meyer gets a mention! According to their beliefs, I'm sure God hates me as well for for even suggesting they might be misled.

But as I read through the Bible I see a very different picture of God.

Jesus got into a boat and sailed across the Sea of Galilee. He was exhausted. He travelled through a hurricane. He had to deal with disbelieving disciples. He arrived and met a demon possessed guy. Healed him. Then got back into the boat and sailed straight back to the other side.

Jesus went through all of that just for one man!

One man who society rejected. One man lost in a helpless situation. One man who He loved.

You can't tell me that God doesn't love people.

Regardless of the life he lived, the choices he made, Michael Jackson was someone dearly loved by Almighty God. No matter how much the people at Westboro Baptist Church protest, they can never change that.
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Sometimes Jesus Does Nothing (Mark 4)

Mark 4.37-38 And a furious storm of wind of hurricane proportions arose, and the waves kept beating into the boat, so that it was already becoming filled. But He [Jesus] was in the stern of the boat, asleep on the leather cushion; and they awoke Him and said to Him, Master, do You not care that we are perishing? [amp]

Without warning, the peaceful calm of the Sea of Galilee can be transformed into a violent raging storm which can quickly turn deadly. A storm in March 1992 sent 10ft high waves crashing into downtown Tiberias, causing massive damage. I read a story yesterday about a tour group crossing the Sea of Galilee, when suddenly the wind, rain and waves began to kick up. A young man on the boat thought “What would Jesus do?” and stood up to rebuke the storm. When he spoke out, “Peace, be still” the rain and wind kept coming but the engine of the boat immediately cut out.

Sometimes when we pray things get worse. And sometimes God seems silent. Almost like He's asleep at the helm.

I've been through my fair share of storms. One in particular, really stands out to me. I was doing all the right things for all the right reasons, when all of a sudden I found myself in the middle of chaos. People I had trusted turned on me, our finances dried up and doors of opportunity, which were once wide open, now seemed nailed shut. And through it all, God seemed strangely quiet.

I did what the disciples did. I worked harder, using every ounce of strength and skill I had just to stay afloat but nothing helped. I prayed. I fasted. I looked for answers in Scripture but found nothing. I could feel my frustration and anger giving way to bitterness. "God don't you even care?"

The disciples got into the boat that day only because Jesus told them to. Jesus was the one responsible for leading them into a storm and then when they needed Him the most, Jesus was fast asleep!

I wonder how long it took the disciples before they decided to wake Jesus up? How exhausted were they before they came to the realisation that this was a battle they could not win?

Not every storm we face is a devilish scheme aimed at our destruction. But sometimes God invites chaos around our life simply to remind us that no matter the size of the storm, we are never alone. Jesus is in the boat with us.

Instead of coming immediately to our rescue, He lovingly waits. He waits for us to stop striving and doing things in our own strength. He waits for us to come to Him and tell Him how much we need Him.

He waits.

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The Gay Christian Pizza Guy (Mark 3)

Mark 3.13 And He went up on the mountain and called to Him those He Himself wanted. And they came to Him. [nkjv]

I had a pizza delivery guy come to the door one night. After a long day, cooking was the last thing I felt like doing, so had decided to order pizza. The pizza delivery guy kept smiling at me and then looked like he was going to ask me something. It was awkward. I quickly paid him his money and went inside to eat the pizza. When I mentioned the incident to Cathy, I remember saying to her, "He was either a christian or gay!"

I find it really amazing the labels we put on people. We have these typical stereotypes locked away in our head which influence us constantly. We hate it when people do the same to us.

As Christians, when Jesus calls us to Himself there should only be one label we place on ourselves - disciple.

A disciple is a learner, a student, but in the first century a student did not simply study a subject; he followed a teacher. There is an element of personal attachment in ‘disciple’ that is lacking in ‘student. A true disciple is someone who lays down his own beliefs, agenda and follows after his Rabbi.

A Rabbi would only choose those who he thought could fully measure up to his standard of beliefs and eventually become just like him. If you were judged by a Rabbi to have the potential, then he would say to you, 'follow me'. These two little words would literally change your life. They meant, "I see in you the potential to be just like me. Come and be with me as my disciple and submit to my authoritative teachings." To the young Jewish lad, this meant total surrender. Using a computer analogy, he would willingly delete everything in his hard drive of what he previously thought was 'right' and 'true' and upload whatever the his Rabbi held to be 'right' and 'true'.

A true disciple of Jesus is one who surrenders totally to Him and His way of seeing and doing things. A disciple comes with a willing desire to conform all aspects of their life to the authoritative Lordship of Jesus Christ. I'm not talking about following a system of legalistic rules. To Jesus, righteousness was a matter of heart.

So the central issue is this, "Am I prepared to willingly surrender every aspect of my life, including my worldview, career, personality, character, ethics, desires, motivations, values, sexuality, family, ego and attitudes to the authority of Jesus and His teachings?

An invitation has been extended to us by our Rabbi, Jesus. He says to us in John 15.16 "You did not choose me, but I chose you". He sees in us the potential to be just like Him. Am I willing to lay down all and become His disciple?

If I'm not prepared to do that then maybe the label I need to use for my life is - believer.

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I Love You Man (Mark 2)

Mark 2.3-4 Then they came to Him, bringing a paralytic who was carried by four men. And when they could not come near Him because of the crowd, they uncovered the roof where He was. So when they had broken through, they let down the bed on which the paralytic was lying. [nkjv]

Over the years God has blessed me with lots of really good friends. But if I were being honest I would have to say that I don't have many really close friends. Actually if I am being super honest, besides my wife and kids, I don't really have any.

It's been this way pretty much since high school. I've moved so many times and with each new location, I'd have to start all over again. Just in the last 16 years, Cath & I calculated we have moved interstate 6 times, that's roughly every 2-3 years. That doesn't allow a great deal of time for deep friendships to develop before you have to uproot and start all over again somewhere else.

It all came pounding home to me last week when I had the rare opportunity to go to the movies. I really wanted to go with someone but didn't know who to ask, so I went alone. What made it worse was the movie itself. A guy about to be married, realising he had no guy friends to ask to be his best man, went on a series of 'man dates' to find a friend. Despite being a horribly bad movie, I did take away something from it - no man is an island. No matter who we are, we all need a 'best' friend.

A 'best' friend is someone who helps keep you sharp, focussed and on course. They know how to lift you up and just like the four friends of this paralyzed guy, a 'best' friend is someone who carries you to Jesus.

I think this is one of the real true marks of a friend today. Someone who through their words or actions will pick you up when you are down and bring you closer to Jesus. This is what I am looking for.

In Proverbs it says that whoever wants to have a friend must first be a friend. So rather than sit around moping, my prayer is that I can be this sort of person to someone else. Then who knows what can happen from there...
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Speak Less, Get Married, Change the World (Mark 1)


Mark 1.41 Then Jesus, moved with compassion, stretched out His hand and touched him, and said to him, “I am willing; be cleansed. [nkjv]

I am constantly blown away by the amount of money people spend on their wedding. In the USA there are around 2.5 million weddings every year with the average budget for each wedding being estimated at $20,000. That's a cool $40 billion dollars spent on weddings each year in America! And there are those who believe this number could be as high as $70 billion a year.

Here in Australia things aren't that much different. Recent figures show the average cost of saying 'I do' has reached $28,700. Last year in Australia we spent $3.8 billion on weddings.

In the spring of 2007, Michigan residents Christine Bouwkamp and Kyle Kramer got married. They made a decision to break with tradition and forgo an expensive sit down reception. Instead they calculated what they would have spent and used that money to purchase groceries. In the weeks leading up to the wedding, they spread the word that a truck with free food would be parked at the Vineyard Christian Fellowship. Immediately after exchanging vows, they put on their aprons marked 'bride' and 'groom' and invited their wedding guests to help them in distributing food to 100 neighbourhood families.

When asked about the charitable act, the happy couple simply said they wanted to “bless God for blessing us with each other.”

I find it so refreshing to read stories like this one. I think I must be getting more and more cynical the older I get but it just seems to me like the message of the moment is 'social justice'. Everyone seems to be supporting something, somewhere. It's trendy. Don't get me wrong I love that people are finally awakening to something that has been on God's heart since Adam but I often find myself questioning their motives. Does that band really have a burden for the children of Africa or are they just in it for what it gives them - sponsorship dollars and credibility?

I don't want to cast shadows over everyone who gets on a platform and promotes a cause. There are amazing people in the Christian arena using their influence to help thousands in need. People like Darlene Zschech, Michael W Smith and Steven Curtis Chapman, just to name but a few.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's not enough to simply echo the message of social justice. We need to act.

Before Jesus even said a word, He first reached out and touched the leper. He chose to demonstrate His compassion before He said anything. To a leper, deprived of human contact for who knows how many years, Jesus did the one thing which spoke volumes, He touched him. There is a saying which goes, "People don't care how much you know until they seen how much you care."

Our actions speak louder than words.

In his book, 'The Irresistible Revolution", Shane Claiborne writes about meeting Mother Teresa in the streets of Calcutta. "People often ask me what Mother Teresa was like. Sometimes it's like they wonder if she glowed in the dark or had a halo. She was short, wrinkled, and precious, maybe even a little ornery - like a beautiful, wise old granny. But there is one thing I will never forget - her feet. Her feet were deformed. Each morning in Mass, I would stare at them. I wondered if she had contracted leprosy. But I wasn't going to ask, of course. "Hey Mother, what's wrong with your feet?" One day a sister said to us, "Have you noticed her feet?" We nodded, curious. She said, "Her feet are deformed because we get just enough donated shoes for everyone, and Mother does not want anyone to get stuck with the worst pair, so she digs through them and finds them for herself. And years of doing that have deformed her feet." years of loving her neighbour as herself and dwelling among the world's poorest deformed her feet."

Maybe I need to speak less and act more.


Lord help me to show Your love to a needy world. Let me be a person of action, not just talk.

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My Daughter 'The Goat'! (Judges 5)


Judges 5.24 "Most blessed of women be Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite, most blessed of tent-dwelling women." [nkjv]

Our family has a special connection to the name 'Jael'. It's our youngest daughters middle name - Zion Jael Swan. My wife and I have prided ourselves on the names we have chosen for our three children. We see chosing a child's name to be one of the greatest privileges and responsibilities we have as parents. Someone's name is like a prophetic word spoken over their lives right from birth. Over and over again we see examples of this through scripture. Can you imagine if Mary and Joseph had named Jesus, 'Bob"! No offense if that's your name but it just doesn't sit right for the Son of God to be called 'Bob'.

As a new parent, holding that precious 'gift from God' in our arms for the first time, we can get a sense of His will for that young life. We then have an opportunity to prophetically affirm this through the name we choose. In fact, with Zion, we had chosen her name even before she was conceived. Regardless of whether she was born a boy or girl, the name chosen was Zion, 'dwelling place of God.'

For some reason we always thought that Jael meant 'bringer of light'. We had a sense that this would be part of her God's given destiny on this earth. Someone who would bring light and truth into dark places. Yet yesterday as I sat to write my blog, after reading as much as I could on Jael from Judges, imagine my surprise to discover that her name in Hebrew means 'wild mountain goat'!

Where on earth did we get 'bringer of light' from? What does that say about our daughter's destiny?

In the hope that maybe the material I was reading was wrong, I did a more extensive research. The only other meaning I could find was 'one who ascends' (again with a mountain goat connotation).

When I told my wife, all we could do was laugh. It explained so much about our beautiful little girl. She is a wild child! She is mischievous, adventurous and she has no fear of anyone or anything.

Does this change anything? Have we somehow altered her God given destiny? No, not really. But the one thing that it does, is remind me no matter how hard we try as parents, we are bound to get it wrong with our kids, even when we try so hard to get it right. That's where we just have to trust God that He has their lives in His hands.

And as for Zion Jael, one day when she is older, she will discover the true meaning of her name. When that time comes I'm sure she will ask the question, "WHAT WERE WE THINKING!' Thank God we have a few more years up our sleeve to come up with a very 'spiritual' sounding answer for that one. In the meantime, our focus is simply to help her grow up with a strong love for God, for others and for life.

After all, as Christians, this is ultimately what we all want for our kids isn't it?

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A Woman with an Easel Feeds Two Billion People! (Judges 4)


Judges 4.9 So she said, “I will surely go with you; nevertheless there will be no glory for you in the journey you are taking, for the LORD will sell Sisera into the hand of a woman.” Then Deborah arose and went with Barak to Kedesh. [nkjv]

The Hebrew word used in the Book of Judges for 'judge' is 'shaphat'. It doesn't particularly mean someone who sits in a courtroom and decides legal issues. Rather it contains more the idea of a heroic leader. For a brief time in Israel's history, Deborah was known as the heroic leader of the day. She was the chosen one, the person set apart by God to lead a nation. Yet in this instance, one person alone was not enough to win the battle against the Canaanite army. To see victory would take the collaborative efforts of 10,003 people. Deborah, Barak, Jael and 10,00 Israelite soldiers.

Everybody had a specific role to play. Everybody doing their little bit to achieve a big result.

Shortly after the American Civil War, Professor Joseph Budd and his family moved to Ames, Iowa so he could take up a position as Professor of Horticulture at Iowa State University. He had a daughter named Etta May Budd. She loved art and following in her fathers footsteps, began to teach art at Simpson College in Indianola. It was here that she met a young black man by the name of George Washington Carver, the son of former slaves. He had enrolled in one of her classes and loved to paint, escpecially still life paintings of plants and flowers. He also love gardening. Etta helped him to find gardening jobs with families around Indianola.

As his friend and art teacher, Etta took Carver aside and urged him to study something besides art. Etta told him it would be difficult for him to support himself or his family with his paintings and encouraged him to study plants rather than painting them. She suggested Iowa State University as her father was a Professor there and offered to go with him. Carver agreed and enrolled.

Carver excelled in his studies, especially biology and upon graduation was offered a teaching position. He was the first black teacher that Iowa State had ever hired. During his time at the university, Carver would take long walks in the surrounding fields to study plants for research. On some of these walks he would be accompanied by a new little friend by the name of Henry A Wallace - the six year old son of the dairy science professor. Carver would share with him his love of plants and the boy responded enthusiastically. By age 11, Wallace began doing experiments with different varieties of corn.

As an adult, Wallace's fascination with corn continued. He developed some of the first hybrid corn varieties. In 1933, Wallace became Secretary of Agriculture under President Franklin Roosevelt and in 1940 went on to become Vice President of The United States.

After the 1940 election, Wallace and his family took a holiday to Mexico where he found corn to be an integral part of most Mexican families diet. He noticed that the yield in Mexico was a lot lower than that of the hybrid variety in the USA. Wallace came up with the idea to create agriculture experimental stations to develop improved corn varieties suitable for the climate and soil of Mexico. After sourcing funding, the first station was built in Mexico.

One of the first scientists Wallace employed to join the Mexican station was a man by the name of Norman Borlaug. As a result of his work, 20 years after the station was built, corn production in Mexico has doubled and wheat production had increased five-fold. Borlaug went on to work in Pakistan and India. His work earned him the Nobel Peace Prize, the Congressional Gold Medal, The Presidential Medal of Freedom and the Padma Vibhushan (India's highest civillian honour to non-citizens) for his developments in high yielding wheat, rice and corn. Through his work, Norman Borlaug is attributed for saving the lives of over 2 billion people!

I am sure that Etta Budd had no idea that her simple encouragement to a friend would result in changing the lives of over 2 billion people. Etta helped Carver, Carver helped Wallace, Wallace helped Borlaug and Borlaug helped the world!

We are so quick to recognise the achievements of individuals throughout history, that sometimes we fail to remember that those successes may have not been possible if it were not for the encouragement of a close friend or mentor. A school teacher. A parent. A youth pastor. Ordinary everyday people who took the time to perform an ordinary act of kindness for someone else which resulted in an extraordinary outcome for many.

Teilhard de Chardin, a French philosopher and Jesuit priest once said, "Do not forget that the value and interest of life is not so much to do conspicuous things as to do ordinary things with the perception of their enormous value."

The Apostle Paul said it this way, "Let's not allow ourselves to get fatigued doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don't give up, or quit. Right now, therefore, every time we get the chance, let us work for the benefit of all, starting with the people closest to us in the community of faith." (Gal 6.9-10 MSG)

Regardless of who we are, what position we hold, what dreams we carry, we all have a part to play in someone else's journey. No person is an island. Years from now, when I have long left this earth, I wonder how many lives will have been shaped for good as a result of my actions and conversations today?

Lord help me to be someone who is generous with my time and with my words. Help me keep my eyes on the big picture so that discouragement won't creep in. Let me never isolate myself from people or hold back when I have the opportunity to do good, no matter how inconvenient. Keep reminding me that that my dreams will come true as I help others fulfill theirs.
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A Man with an Ox Goad can Change the World (Judges 3)


Judges 3.31 After him was Shamgar the son of Anath, who killed six hundred men of the Philistines with an ox goad; and he also delivered Israel. [njkv]

We don't know a lot about Shamgar except for the fact that he was the son of Anath and he was one of the Judges of Israel who killed 600 Philistines with an ox goad. The verse seems out of place and there is some conjecture as to where it sits in history. However from reading between the lines we can safely assume one thing - Shamgar wasn't a trained military officer. He was a farmer. Even though his name meant 'sword', he was someone most likely skilled in agriculture rather than war.

In his hands he carried an ox goad. This is a traditional farming implement used to spur and guide oxen while pulling a cart. It was a long wooden pole tipped at one end by a sharpened iron point and a flattened chisel-like blade at the other. The sharp end was used to poke through the tough hide of the oxen to keep them motivated while pulling the plough. The other end was used to scrape the plowshare free of roots, thorns and accumulated clay.

What I find amazing about this story is that Shamgar was prepared to step out and fight a battle with just an ox goad. He used what was in his hands to change a nation!

I am someone who has lived most of my life with the thought that God has something important for me to do. People I respect have prophesied all kinds of things over my life and at the time these resonated a big fat "YES" inside of me. But then I begin to look around and I see people better skilled, better placed and better equipped than I am. What I have is not enough. So I hold back.

I wonder what thoughts were going through Shamgar's mind just before the battle? Was He scared? I wonder if he felt under-qualified and under-skilled to face the Philistines? Did he hesitate?

What I am learning is that when we compare ourselves to others, all we do is devalue who we are and what we have to offer. I believe that every single person has been given specific skills and abilities. Scientists says that the average person has between 500-700 different skills and abilities. You could call them talents or maybe strengths. When you combine these strengths with personality type, personal experience and training, you end up with a unique package which is not duplicated anywhere in the world.

No one else can do what I do, the way I do it. I am unique.
God has a purpose for my life. He has placed in my hands exactly what I need, for the task at hand. I need to stop comparing myself to others and step out in faith, trusting that He is with me. And I can change the world.

Father let me never forget that I am unique, that You have a specific purpose for me and You have gifted me with specific strengths to see this come to pass. Help me to step out in faith and see the enemy put to flight.
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