A Quitter's Confession

I used to be a quitter. I can remember various spots in life where I just quit on something or someone. I quit guitar lessons in elementary school. I wish I had stuck with them now. I quit running track in middle school. I quit all sports in high school (this is because I didn't quit other things if you're tracking with me).

I used to be a quitter. I can remember various spots in life where I just quit on something or someone. I quit guitar lessons in elementary school. I wish I had stuck with them now. I quit running track in middle school. I quit all sports in high school (this is because I didn't quit other things if you're tracking with me). I quit on my family when I felt like they quit on me. We were a mess. I quit school, literally. I repeated the 11th grade. There is a theme here. The irony is that there were some things I wanted to quitand couldn't. This is a strange paradox. I was powerless to quit some things (they usually destroyed my life), and I could quit other things at the drop of a hat (these were usually really important and productive).

When I came to faith a few weeks before college, I began to see life through a new lens. I was empowered to quit some of the destructive conditions of my heart, and I was encouraged to persevere in other areas. This was a significant transformation. Upon conversion to Christ I was given His Spirit. The Holy Spirit empowered me to serve a new Master (Romans 8:1-8, Ephesians 1:3). I was no longer enslaved to sin; rather, I can walk under the direction and power of the Spirit (Romans 6:1-11). Little by little I began to see my life transformed as I learned to trust this new Master, the Person of Jesus Christ. In fact, it was a relief. I was completely inadequate to face sin and powerless to resist. Sin was my master and what my heart longed to serve. Obviously, I did not think of it in these terms in those days, but my god was stomach and I gloried in my shame (Philippians 3:18-19). It was all I knew.

A new life with Christ also means a life of hope (Romans 5:1-4). Before Christ, I honestly didn't have a lot of hope. I think I had wishes, but not hope. "Wishes" have a lot more to do with crossing my fingers and looking upon a star. Hope is a deep seated confidence. Wishing has a lot more to do with me, while hope has lot more to do with Christ. I will betray myself and am weak. He is faithful and strong (2 Timothy 2:11-13).

My hope for you is to anchor your soul in Christ. Everything else is like chasing the wind (Ecclesiastes 1:2).