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Whose Faith Do You Have?
A day may come, if it hasn’t already, when you will walk into your room and feel like a stranger. Looking around at the posters on the walls
and the CDs on a shelf and the letterman’s jacket laying on the floor, you realize that none of it fits. This isn’t you, at least not any more.
Maybe it never was. You stick what was once your favorite CD into your CD player. Before the first song is over you pull it out and say to yourself, “I
can’t believe I used to like this stuff.” That’s why you never loaded it into your iPod, yet you could never bring yourself to throw it out. The band serenaded
some good times in your life, but it hasn’t for a while. On this day you realize it never will again.
You’ve been through this before. There was that day you realized Barney was lame and the day you gave all your Barbies to your little sister.
Somewhere along the way you stopped collecting action figures and a McDonald’s Happy Meal no longer struck you as fine dining. You exchanged chocolate milk for
Starbucks and The Disney Channel for Seinfeld. Those moments may not have felt like turning points, but they were. It’s not that you became too old for those things
that used to matter so much to you. You outgrew them. Intellectually. Emotionally. Even spiritually. You moved on with life and as you did some things had to be left
behind. Most of the time you didn’t make conscious decisions about what to take with you and what to box up for Goodwill. One day you woke up and you had changed. Living
out the new you made those decisions for you.
-- Own Your Faith
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