Some years ago I found myself in an elevator with a couple of men. It was late at night, and we all looked weary. The elevator came to a stop, and a larger-than-life cowboy ambled in, wearing a battered hat, an old, stained sheepskin coat, and rundown logger boots. He looked us up and down, met our eyes, and growled, Good evening, men. All of us straightened up and squared our shoulders. We were trying to live up to the name.
On this day, which is given over to honoring guys, lets talk about living up to the name man. We try to be strong and macho, but often its just a façade. For all our effort, we realize we dont measure up. Underneath the bravado we harbor a host of fears, insecurities, and shortcomings. Much of our manliness is pure bluff.
Paul was man enough to admit it: We also are weak, he said (2 Cor. 13:4). Thats not pious chatter; its a humbling fact. Yet in what seems to be a contradiction, Paul insisted that we are to be men of courage (1 Cor. 16:13 niv).
How can we be the strong person that God meant for us to be? Only by putting ourselves in Gods hands and asking Him to make us that way through His power and enablement.
Read: 1 Corinthians 16:9-13
Shavua Tov.
Wishing all our Jewish troops, veterans, families, allies, friends, and Canteeners
a peaceful and prosperous week.
Went to the pool with both GranKids and had a BLAST!!
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(I miss you Dad.)