A few months ago, I was away with a group of people and I felt hopeless. They needed the gospel, but I felt unprepared, unimportant, rejected, and lost. I felt like no one wanted to listen to me because I was a "nobody." The next Sunday during worship, I was singing a song with the line, "He removed my sin and shame." I tried to name my specific sin—perhaps a lack of faith or courage—and my shame: having nothing to bring to the table. I asked the Lord to take it away. You see, I was angry with people who I felt messed up what I was doing or took me for granted. But deep down, I was under the impression that I was the one bringing something to the table. I was feeling the shame of being 38 years old and bringing nothing—neither worldly wisdom nor spiritual insight. I was feeling truly worthless. But the words I sang, and the God to whom I sang, started working in me. God was moving. He showed me that I was thinking of Church, and people, like a potluck. We are so of...
....giving up all that inferior stuff so I could know Christ personally