Today I received an email from Aopen.com. I must have signed up for an account seven years ago when I registered my AK-73(pro)A motherboard. The problem with this email is that it’s all in Chinese. Even after all these years, I’d remember that I registered in English. I don’t write Chinese. Nor do I speak it, much to my grandmother’s chagrin (rest her soul). Plus, I couldn’t even guess as to where an “unsubscribe” link might be found, as there was nothing in the common sections of the email that even resembled one.
Archive for June, 2008
The Service Canada Centre for Youth (SCCY) program, under a different name, helped me find my first summer job in 1986. All my friends were working at McDonald’s; I was a junior “professional”. This job paid me enough to explore Expo 86 in Vancouver, buy new clothes, and date the receptionist. Job hunting had never been easier in my life.
Last month, while catching up on old Drew Marshall shows, I found myself drawn into the back story of The Shack, a book by William P. (Paul) Young. Before the end of the 35 minute interview I had already received my confirmation email from Amazon.ca that my order was on its way. I felt compelled to read this book not for the story (which intrigued me slightly), but rather for the back story of how this book went from being a Christmas present for his kids to a self-published work selling over a half a million copies.
There are times when I feel inadequate, that I don’t measure up, pass muster, prove myself, or generally feel worthy. When I feel inadequate, I am really telling God that I don’t trust that He knows what He’s doing, and that He’s placed me in the wrong place. I forget that I am where I am for a reason, will be here for a season, and should He desire, at the right time He will move me somewhere else. His grace truly is sufficient for me. If it’s not, then I haven’t really grasped the concept of how much His grace really means to me.