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I've Done Everything For The Wrong Reasons. All The Good Works People Credit To Me Are Nothing Because I Did Them Expecting God To Repay Me. I Thought If I Worked Hard Enough, God Would Have To Give Me What I Wanted. The Truth Is I've Never Served The Lord At All. I Was Always Serving Myself.

It Was No Accident, No Coincidence, That The Seasons Came Round And Round Year After Year. It Was The Lord Speaking To Us All And Showing Us Over And Over Again The Birth, Life, Death, And Resurrection Of His Only Begotten Son, Our Savior, Jesus Christ, Our Lord. It Was Like A Best-loved Story Being Told Day After Day With Each Sunrise And Sunset, Year After Year With The Seasons, Down Through The Ages Since Time Began.

Though He Slay Me, Yet Will I Trust Him.' Whatever Happens Is To His Good Purpose And For His Glory. I Am Not Afraid.

[he] Looked Up And Imagined The Hand Of God Flinging Stars Like Shining Dust Across The Heavens. No. He Was Wrong To Think Such Pagan Thoughts, For God Had Only To Utter A Word And It Was Done. Only Man Had He Shaped With His Hands, Using The Dust He Created To Form His Most Precious And Amazing Creation. Only Man Was Molded And Loved Into Being, The Breath Of Life In His Lungs Given By God.

Everyone Wanted To Be The Best. Best Student. Best Servant. Best Christian. They Got Caught Up In It, Pressing And Pushing Until They Forgot Whom It Was They Were Trying To Please.