I think there’s a little bit of Frank Sinatra in each of us. We all want to be independent and do it “My Way”. I’ve never met anyone who, when pressed, will not admit there is a God. It’s pretty obvious when we look into our baby’s eyes, smell a rose, or think about the wonders of DNA.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men, Couldn’t put Humpty together again.
The Christmas story, which is recorded for us by Matthew in the New Testament of our Bibles, opens in a very interesting way. “Who’s your daddy?” is a question we ask somewhat flippantly today. But to the Jews of 2,000 years ago, the question was a very serious one. Pedigree was of high importance. If a man had a mixture of foreign blood, he lost his right to be called a Jew, and a member of the people of God.
Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been writing about the difference between our circle of concern (we are concerned about all the victims of flood, typhoons, drought, poverty, disease, abuse, war, slavery, etc. that we see on our TV news every day), and our circle of influence (which are the definite areas where we are able, with our time, talents and money, to make a difference).
Over the past weeks I’ve been writing about a life principle that has helped me prioritize how I give time, energy and money to helping the world around me.I wrote about the overwhelming number of needs that we see and hear about, both on the news and in real life. We cannot possibly save the world.