​54. Things Start to Crumble

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.”

I am sometimes the least wise person I know.

I have a go get ‘em tenacity in me that intends on changing the earth’s axis with brute force.

I don’t like relying on others. I like relying on me.

I’m a self-help guru’s muse, the epitome of what an American should be. The American Dream? Nah, man.

The American Reality.

But then things start to crumble a bit, don’t they? We rely on our Masters degrees and good breeding and marrying well and nice homes and perfect children and good jobs, and we think, “We did it. It is done.”

And maybe it is. But unfortunately, in the entirely wrong direction.

Christ paid our debt on the cross so we would unchain ourselves from everything in this world (that brand new fancy car for instance) and chain ourselves to Him. These things aren’t inherently evil. And being a self-starter isn’t necessarily wrong.

But wisdom? Without it, we’re just slaves to the world’s devices.

And how quickly a dream becomes a nightmare.