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The World Needs You


I think we get so busy trying to perfect ourselves that we forget how much value we already have.

I was thinking of all the things that I do for people. I'm not saying they're always monumental things, but I'm always extending myself to people, and I'm confident that I've touched some lives over the years.

In fact, I was thinking about the day that I was sitting in church years ago. The pastor stopped in the middle of his sermon - he said that God had spoke to him and he had a message for someone. It was me! I'm probably slightly skeptical on things like that, but everything that he said was happening in my life, was, except for the ministry of children that he said I would have. Today I have 5 children and 8 grandchildren so that's part of my ministry of children, but it goes way beyond that.                      

I know that my purpose in life involves children. The irony with that is, in college I had my sights set on becoming a social worker, but people that knew me well convinced me that I wouldn't be good at it  because I always want to save the world, and that I would bring home all the children that needed saving.

Well, I'm 53 and still want to save the world, and the world needs me and you now. We have to take our experiences, our trials, the good and the bad from our lives and use it for the good of others. If we were perfect, what would we have to bring to others?








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