Gratuity Not Included: God

Gratuity Not Included: God

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights.
James 1:17

One of the greatest speeches in sports history was given seventy-five years ago. It was short — 277 words, spoken by a shy man whose head was bowed in modesty. He held his baseball cap in one hand and wiped tears with the other. Those in the stands knew Lou Gehrig was ill, but didn’t know the nature of his disease. He didn’t tell them. He simply began: “Fans, for the past two weeks you have been reading about a bad break I got. Yet today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth.” For the next few minutes, he told the crowd how thankful he was for his life, his wife, his parents, his teammates, even his mother-in-law. The simplicity of his words earned him the title, “The Luckiest Man.”

As Christians, we don’t think of ourselves as lucky but as blessed. Occasionally we have bad breaks, but we have a good God who bestows good things. He doesn’t demand gratitude, just as most restaurants don’t demand tips. We give it willingly. It’s how we remember we’re the most blessed people on the face of the earth.

So I close in saying that I may have had a tough break, but I have an awful lot to live for.
Lou Gehrig



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