“Why not me?” That question has repeatedly rung in my head. It was a resounding question in my life before I became a Christian, and, if I’m not careful, even now. “Why not me?” is like a weed in the garden of my spirit, showing up in multiple areas. It tends to blend in at first, but when I catch it early, it is easily uprooted. However, if I don’t maintain my garden, that weed will try to come back and take over.

If someone were to ask you what roles God plays in your life, what would you tell them? Would it be Savior? Friend? Father? All of the above? What about all His other titles? God has His roles, but so do we. We are used to playing a handful of roles in people’s lives, as they also do for us. Your dad might hold the role of father, provider, protector, teacher, and friend. If you have a solid father figure in your life, the list might continue, but eventually that list would end. Each role your dad plays would not be perfectly executed, nor would the roles he plays be equal in strength. Your dad might excel as a provider, but fall short in the friend or encourager role. For some of you, perhaps your dad holds no role, and never did.

A couple of days ago I had gone to a friend’s house and noticed as I was walking up her driveway that her car windows were down. Her purse was laying in the seat, and her keys on top of the purse. This was no surprise of course, because she has done this many times, and does it purposefully. I’ve reminded her on multiple occasions of the risk she is taking, but it’s been made clear that she’s okay with taking her chances.