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Knowing What You Got

I was with a group of teens at Taco Bell. This is good because I enjoy teens and tacos (not necessarily in that order). One of the teens dropped a quarter in the Coin Drop Game and the coin miraculously fell on the bottom platform. My eyes got big when I saw this because I think that wins you a prize of all-you-can-eat tacos or $5, whichever is greater.

But before I could even say congratulations, this teen spun the knob that controls the platforms, sending the quarter flying off the platform. He did all this while asking, 'What am I supposed to do here?' My jaw dropped and all the other teens took turns telling him how not-awesome that was.

I wish I were joking. I've never actually seen anyone win that. This unnamed teenager tried, without hope, to repeat his lost good fortune. Sadly, he is not alone. I think many of us walk blindly through life wondering what we're supposed to be doing.

We do this and try that and wonder why life works the way it does. We're oblivious to anything resembling a natural consequence. We walk blindly through our days, happy when we happen to come across some good fortune. Even a blind squirrel finds a nut every once in a while.

Even worse, those who claim to follow Christ are not an exception to this kind of living. We wander aimlessly here and there, all the while not knowing where we are going and what we are supposed to be doing. But we serve a God who knows. So here are a few promises to keep in mind.

John 8:31-32 "If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."

Galatians 3:26-27 "You are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus, for all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ."

Psalm 39:7 "But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you."

This is by no means a large sampling. It is but a dip of your smallest toe into the ocean of what God has to offer. If you're searching for what you have and where you're going, open your eyes. Know what you got.

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