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This is no time for false humility

“There is none like you, O Lord, and there is no God besides you, according to all that we have heard with our ears.” (1 Chronicles 17:20, ESV)

When something is genuinely, unmistakably better than something else, we should say so. To do otherwise is disingenuous.

If some ESPN analyst compared my game to Lebron James and said, “Well, this is a close one, but I’m going to have to go with Lebron…” They are being silly.

If Warren Buffett says to me, “Hey, thanks for that investment advice…” He’s doing no one any favors.

If I go forward to the world presenting the almighty God of creation like He’s the generic brand soda of religion, I am mistaken to the point of being unloving.

The Gospel is not a Lifetime TV miniseries. The Lord Jesus Christ is not a WalMart special. Reconciliation to God is not on par with Oprah’s latest wisdom.

Let the one who knows Christ boast in this: There is no God like our God. There is no hope like our hope. There is no Savior like our Savior.

Jettison the false humility and celebrate your God, for this is none like Him.

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  1. Amen.
    My Dear Cousin, Your Thoughts And Lessons Are Always Refreshing & Right On Point. Thank You... Keep Up The Good Work.

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