I feel as if I am living in a period of blessing in my life — and it makes me feel uncomfortable. The more I experience God’s providence and blessings, the more I become painfully aware that I am completely undeserving of them. I almost feel like God is rubbing it in. But that’s just my self-centredness — I think it’s about my unworthiness; no, it is about God’s amazing grace.
A pastor-friend of mine told me, “After a while, you get used to it. In fact, you come to expect that God will bless you. But that’s when you need to begin learning to pray that God will not only bless you to meet your needs, but so that you can bless others also.”
Mr. Eleven told me the same thing today, after telling me that he got more out of contributing toward my laptop than it cost him.
“It is more blessed to give than to receive.” I guess sometimes they feel like the same thing.