We didn’t start the fire… No seriously, we didn’t.

I turned 24 today.

Your Response: Oh, wow. Well, happy birthday, Craig.

Thank You.

But that’s not why I told you. I was spending some time today reflecting on just exactly what is so great that I have done with my life (which I believe has become an unintentional, annual ritual), and I realized that other then giving my sixth grade presentation on Luxembourg in exactly 10 minutes (and I mean exactly, the stopwatch read 00:10:00:00), nothing, really.

Now, I believe that God has done some incredible things through me and in me, but any attempts of greatness on my own, have undoubtedly fallen short. And lately I have been relying on my own means to spark greatness. And it’s like trying to start a fire by rubbing two sticks together, but all I have is two strips of licorice. Can you imagine how frustrating that would be? Not to mention ridiculous.

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2 Responses to “We didn’t start the fire… No seriously, we didn’t.”

  1. paul says:

    craig, first off happy birthday, and secondly i was 24 once also…. this is one of those times where you come to that point, so dont worry, just whatever you do run with it and beg god to change you to his will…. believe me once you become self reliant it becomes increasingly difficult to rely on him

  2. ryan straits says:

    …it was always burnin’ since the world’s been turnin’.

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