I’ve always enjoyed superhero’s and always
day dreamed about being one. The man sailing through the sky with incredible
strength to come in at the last moment and save the day, catch the bad guy, and
get the girl.
Well I did get the girl, but I can’t sail
through the sky like Superman, haven’t caught any bad guys recently, and very
rarely do I save the day at the last moment…if ever.
What am I getting at? Well for one, I’m
showing you that I do on occasion use poor grammer of which my wife corrects
me. But what I’m really trying to say is that I have been humbled - and it was
hard.
A little context: I’ve recently just become
a father and also just finished leading a nine month Bible course with
University of the Nations. I can’t describe how awesome it is to be a father or
how awesome it was to see 16 students graduate with a better understanding of
God’s Word and who God is! I can,
however, describe how hard it was…it was an immense task, one that I got
through only because of the grace of God.
My wife and I were overjoyed with hearing
we were going to be parents! Our son is a big, happy, healthy boy who almost
made an early entry, which was challenging in and of itself, but he ended up
making it the entire 9 months. Blake Finnegan Wilson was born May 30 at 9lbs.
14oz. and after seeing my wife give birth to our son she became my hero along
with Jesus and my parents.
While leading the school I quickly realized
how much I needed the Lord in every situation. I didn’t have enough wisdom when
situations came up and I found myself saying things that surprised myself when
they came out of my mouth. There were so many times that I was grateful for God
giving me the wisdom in the moment that I was in need.
Then Blake arrived and I thanked God for
coffee and for the strength that He gave me to get through each and every day.
I always knew that I wasn’t capable of
everything, but this past season I clearly saw my limitations and it was
humbling. I realized just how small I actually am and how much I am in need of
God every day. It’s one thing to know and another to see and experience.
Because of this my identity needed
adjustment. My identity took a beating because it wasn’t completely founded in
being a child of God. I can rest in the fact that God is my Heavenly Father and
that it doesn’t really matter if I have enough wisdom because my identity isn’t
in what I know or what I can do but it’s found in God! The only thing that
matters is the Lord and who He says that I am.
