I was that man. Career, wife, two kids, house, cars, a pensi...

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I was that man. Career, wife, two kids, house, cars, a pension waiting down the road. By every visible measure, I had it. What I did not have was the slightest awareness of what I was doing to the people around me or to myself.
Selfish. Ignorant. Narcissistic. I say those words plainly because they are true and because I earned them.
When the marriage lost its fire and the children demanded everything I did not know how to give, I retreated into work. Work was safe. I knew how to perform there. Home required something different, something I had never developed. So I made choices that were dangerous. Genuinely destructive. The details are not the point. The consequences were real and they were mine.
Somewhere inside the wreckage I started asking questions I had never bothered with before. Why was I made. What is this life actually for. Why is the world so saturated with heartbreak and why is it so hard for human beings to simply get along with one another.
I picked up the Bible. I had read it before, or thought I had. This time it was different. It was alive. The words were not historical artifacts sitting behind glass. They moved. They named things accurately. They explained human nature, conflict, pride, failure and redemption with a precision that no philosophy, psychology or self help framework has come close to matching.
Once you see it, you cannot unsee it.
God has literally reconstructed my thinking, my actions and my heart. Not improved them. Reconstructed them.
Today is the Lord’s day. I am not attending worship out of obligation or tradition. I am going because He is worthy of it. Full stop.
If you are in the wreckage right now, keep asking the hard questions. The answers exist. 🫵🏻🙏⚡️Gm Nostr
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