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Topic: PRIDE (inflated opinion of one’s self) (02/19/15)
TITLE: I Did it My Way
By Dave Walker
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Suddenly, I was sick of it; the scraps for supper, the ill-fitting hand-me-downs, the teeth-chattering winters, and baking, airless summers. I didn't want to see my parents' anxious eyes as they trusted God and wondered where their next meal was coming from.
That pivotal night, my life changed. I forsook family, church, God and friends who couldn't help me in my quest. My sights were set on one thing only. I was going to be rich.
My mother saw my fierce restlessness and tried to placate me. "We may be poor, but we've got each other and we've got God."
I inwardly scowled.
"We may have each other, but we're poor," I muttered to myself, "and we may have God, but He's not helping us. If He doesn't then, by God, I'll help myself."
And I did. God wouldn't like my methods, but I didn't ask Him. From then on "I Did it My Way". I'd rather not say how I got the starting capital. Never touch the stuff myself, but if people choose to ruin their lives and are desperate, and I have a supply......... I've made up for it since, with my donations to charity. It's good for business. The Ian Goodrich Foundation for AIDS orphans has an impressive ring.
And here I am, driving on this hellish night with the wind relentlessly hurling liquid bullets at my windscreen, and sending wet twigs and leaves skittering through the air to be beaten to the ground by the rain. But I'm driving a Porsche, and the Playboy pin-up, who is my third wife, waits for me in my New York penthouse.
People say I've a brilliant business mind, (what a night -- is this rain or sleet?) but I know it's more. It's self confidence. "There are just two ways of doing a deal," I'd tell my subordinates "my way and the wrong way. If you don't like my way, tell me. I'll have your office cleaned out in the morning."
No, no silver spoon in my mouth. A self-made man and I've made myself pretty good, if I may say so.
Someone tried to tell me about Jesus the other day and I remembered my mom (who doesn't approve of my methods). I remembered her say "We're poor but we've got each other and we've got God." So I told him I've got a poor mother praying for me and that's enough. I'm doing things my way. Hey, look out, your lights are dazzling me. Dim your light! I can't see in this rain. Get on your side of the road. I can't control this slide. ...No!... a truck!
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"Where am I? Why's it so dark?"
"You're on the threshold."
"The threshold? What's that? Who are you?"
"...................Am I dead?"
"The truck? Jesus, thank God you're here. I knew You'd be here for me. You've seen all the good things I've done; the success I've made of my life, the charities I've supported. You're full of love, I know. Can you let me in now? Into the light? It's so dark here."
"Sorry, Ian, I made a way for you to come in, and there's no other way. It's the way of the Cross. I showed you how. It's the path of humility, putting others before yourself. You might have made it in the world -- you did it your way -- but when I came to save the world from their sin .... I did it My way."
"I am the Way, the Truth and the Life. No-one comes to the Father except through Me." Jesus (John 14:6)
"God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble" (James 4:6. 1 Peter 5:5)
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