Someone on PBS once said, “You don’t know anything until you’re forty.” I, for one, didn’t know much more than that until I was sixty. It has taken me years to realize that I was offered a gift long ago, but it was just there, under the Tree so to speak, waiting for to me pick it up, shake it, poke at it, and finally unwrap it.
Some people ask, “Why doesn’t God save me?” To which I reply, “He has saved you! He has given you that gift. It has YOUR name on it, so it is yours to open.
Chime in if you have something to say about what YOU found underneath the wrapping.