Do you remember what it felt like to be chosen for something? Or even worse to not be chosen? When I think back to my childhood, it is where I started my journey on the road to Damascus. Although, I did not know it at the time this road would transform my life forever.
I was a pretty good athlete as a youngster. I could run faster and jump higher than most of my friends. I had a burning desire to play football, so my parents enrolled me in pee-wee. The excitement that overwhelmed me every Saturday morning as I jumped into my uniform was exhilarating. That feeling was matched by the kudos from coaches and teammates. The congratulations of proud parents on the way home after a game was the cherry on top. It was my first taste of success, and being a “star,” and it was intoxicating!
In junior high, I remember we would pick teams to play touch football or kickball each morning before the school bell rang. I was usually a captain. I still remember the faces of classmates and friends that were not that good hoping to not be the last person picked. There was sadness in their eyes as they hoped to not be the last one standing. Being chosen makes you feel wanted or even needed whatever the scenario might be, but you have to be listening when your name is called.
Now back to what I shared earlier and how intoxicated I became with success at a young age. I was ecstatic when my father attached a basketball goal over our garage. I would practice for hours on end until it became too dark to see. My mother would look out and turn on the porch light while giving me 10 more minutes. All those solo practices paid off as I was chosen for the varsity basketball team in the 8th grade.
When you travel along on any road, there are warning signs. The signs are there to help, give you direction, and provide safety. Yield. One way. Detour. Stop. They are all signs we see on the road. In life, you may encounter signs that affect you without even realizing it. There is a warning sign I received from my mother at a young age that I carried in my mind for most of my adult life.
I will share with you what that is once you join me over at my dear friend Lori Schumaker’s site. Lori has been a tremendous encouragement to me since I first visited her site a few years ago. I am humbled and honored to be a part of her Chosen and Worthy series. You can read the rest of my story there to find out my life changing warning sign. I know you’ll be surprised! Join me there now.
Horace Williams Jr is the oldest son of a pastor who went to be with Jesus in 2020. He is an award-winning author and amateur chef who loves Jesus Christ. His passion for Christ inspires readers to draw nearer to the God who loves them.