The Power or Gift of Discernment

⁷ That night God appeared to Solomon and said to him, “Ask for whatever you want me to give you.”

⁸ Solomon answered God, “You have shown great kindness to David my father and have made meking in his place. ⁹ Now, Lord God, let your promiseto my father David be confirmed, for you have made me king over a people who are as numerous as the dust of the earth. ¹⁰ Give me wisdom and knowledge, that I may lead this people, for who is able to govern this great people of yours?”

⁸ Solomon answered God, “You have shown great kindness to David my father and have made meking in his place. ⁹ Now, Lord God, let your promiseto my father David be confirmed, for you have made me king over a people who are as numerous as the dust of the earth. ¹⁰ Give me wisdom and knowledge, that I may lead this people, for who is able to govern this great people of yours?”

⁸ Solomon answered God, “You have shown great kindness to David my father and have made meking in his place. ⁹ Now, Lord God, let your promiseto my father David be confirmed, for you have made me king over a people who are as numerous as the dust of the earth. ¹⁰ Give me wisdom and knowledge, that I may lead this people, for who is able to govern this great people of yours?”

I started this blog a few months ago yet this is only my second entry. I’ve been seeking Him for direction. I have always loved to write and share of the great works I’ve already witnesses by His hand. I continue to enjoy sharing as I learn from Him, with each step as I follow, as I grow to be the man He wants me to be.

Something that’s echoed on my heart since my father passed away is the idea of legacy. Legacy is about making an impact of the world. Leaving one’s imprint on those left behind. I think commonly we think of this generational in the way we impact our children, and their children and so on. In Gods heart I believe it’s much bigger than that. It’s an impact that’s not bound by name. We leave a bigger impact than we’ll ever realize.

Something my father would often say is we’ve got it better than 90% of the world. You see he wasn’t referring to wealth our family attained, because we hadn’t. At this point he had lost his wife to cancer leaving him to raise on his own three boys, before he himself fought cancer for 13 years. Anybody would excuse him for complaining or brooding about his struggles. He referred to those as the, “Woe is mes.” It was his belief, it never helped anyone to complain about our situations or our losses, but rather concentrate on what we do have. As a fairly new Christian, I wondered how I’d find this kind of humility, this kind, the kind of gratitude I’d only been able to witness in a few men to this point.

I knew who he was to me. While we bumped heads throughout my teens and into my twenties, likely because we were so similar, he became my hero. As I grew to be a man, I saw him as the man I wanted to be. At his funeral I was surprised to see how many he’d impacted and how great that impact had been. People spoke about his optimism and how he’s inspired them passed their own struggles in life. You see it was never meant to be about our impact on the world. It’s about His impact through us.

At a certain point I believe Solomons mistake was concentrating too much about his own legacy and loosing site of God’s.