It's Not About Me: Rescue From the Life We Thought Would Make Us Happyby Max Lucado, David Robinson
We live in a culture of selfishness. We are surrounded by messages that say to be happy, to have ultimate purpose in life, we need to make ourselves the center of the universe. Even when we pray, many of us ask God only for what we want. Such a philosophy is fatal. In his new book, Max Lucado proclaims that to live a fulfilling life we must realize that "it's not about me." We were created to glorify God and enjoy Him forever. We have but one question to ask before each decision, "Will this glorify God?" For example, an athlete asks, "How can I play to the glory of God?" A mother asks, "How can I raise my children so that others will see God?" A doctor asks, "How can I treat my patients so that God will be recognized." In a way that only Max Lucado can, we find out in It's Not About Me, how to calibrate our lives with God and His glory alone at the center of our world. It is through this "Copernican shift" that we can truly live an unburdened life with the promise of meeting His glory.
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IT'S NOT ABOUT MERescue from the life We Thought Would Make Us Happy
By Max Lucado
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Chapter OneBlame the bump on Copernicus.
Until Copernicus came along in 1543, we earthlings enjoyed center stage. Fathers could place an arm around their children, point to the night sky, and proclaim, "The universe revolves around us."
Ah, the hub of the planetary wheel, the navel of the heavenly body, the 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue of the cosmos. Ptolemy's second-century finding convinced us. Stick a pin in the center of the stellar map, and you've found the earth. Dead center.
And, what's more, dead still! Let the other planets vagabond through the skies. Not us. No sir. We stay put. As predictable as Christmas. No orbiting. No rotating. Some fickle planets revolve 180 degrees from one day to the next. Not ours. As budgeless as the Rock of Gibraltar. Let's hear loud applause for the earth, the anchor of the universe.
But then came Nicolaus. Nicolaus Copernicus with his maps, drawings, bony nose, Polish accent, and pestering questions. Oh, those questions he asked.
"Ahem, can anyone tell me what causes the seasons to change?"
"Why do some stars appear in the day and others at night?"
"Does anyone know exactly how far ships can sail before falling off the edge of the earth?"
"Trivialities!" people scoffed. "Who has time for such problems? Smile and wave, everyone. Heaven's homecoming queen has more pressing matters to which to attend."
But Copernicus persisted. He tapped our collective shoulders and cleared his throat. "Forgive my proclamation, but," and pointing a lone finger toward the sun, he announced, "behold the center of the solar system."
People denied the facts for over half a century. When likeminded Galileo came along, the throne locked him up, and the church kicked him out. You'd have thought he had called the king a stepchild or the pope a Baptist.
People didn't take well to demotions back then.
We still don't.
What Copernicus did for the earth, God does for our souls. Tapping the collective shoulder of humanity, he points to the Son—his Son—and says, "Behold the center of it all." "God raised him [Christ] from death and set him on a throne in deep heaven, in charge of running the universe, everything from galaxies to governments, no name and no power exempt from his rule. And not just for the time being but forever. He is in charge of it all, has the final word on everything. At the center of all this, Christ rules the church" (Ephesians 1:20–22 MSG).
When God looks at the center of the universe, he doesn't look at you. When heaven's stagehands direct the spotlight toward the star of the show, I need no sunglasses. No light falls on me.
Lesser orbs, that's us. Appreciated. Valued. Loved dearly. But central? Essential? Pivotal? Nope. Sorry. Contrary to the Ptolemy within us, the world does not revolve around us. Our comfort is not God's priority. If it is, something's gone awry. If we are the marquee event, how do we explain flat-earth challenges like death, disease, slumping economies, or rumbling earthquakes? If God exists to please us, then shouldn't we always be pleased?
Could a Copernican shift be in order? Perhaps our place is not at the center of the universe. God does not exist to make a big deal out of us. We exist to make a big deal out of him. It's not about you. It's not about me. It's all about him.
The moon models our role.
What does the moon do? She generates no light. Contrary to the lyrics of the song, this harvest moon cannot shine on. Apart from the sun, the moon is nothing more than a pitch-black, pockmarked rock. But properly positioned, the moon beams. Let her do what she was made to do, and a clod of dirt becomes a source of inspiration, yea, verily, romance. The moon reflects the greater light.
And she's happy to do so! You never hear the moon complaining. She makes no waves about making waves. Let the cow jump over her or astronauts step on her;she never objects. Even though sunning is accepted while mooning is the butt of bad jokes, you won't hear ol' Cheeseface grumble. The moon is at peace in her place. And because she is, soft light touches a dark earth.
What would happen if we accepted our place as Son reflectors?
Such a shift comes so stubbornly, however. We've been demanding our way and stamping our feet since infancy. Aren't we all born with a default drive set on selfishness? I want a spouse who makes me happy and coworkers who always ask my opinion. I want weather that suits me and traffic that helps me and a government that serves me. It is all about me. We relate to the advertisement that headlined, "For the man who thinks the world revolves around him." A prominent actress justified her appearance in a porn magazine by saying, "I wanted to express myself."
Self-promotion. Self-preservation. Selfcenteredness. It's all about me!
They all told us it was, didn't they? Weren't we urged to look out for number one? Find our place in the sun? Make a name for ourselves? We thought self-celebration would make us happy ...
But what chaos this philosophy creates. What if a symphony orchestra followed such an approach? Can you imagine an orchestra with an "It's all about me" outlook? Each artist clamoring for self-expression. Tubas blasting nonstop. Percussionists pounding to get attention. The cellist shoving the flutist out of the center-stage chair. The trumpeter standing atop the conductor's stool tooting his horn. Sheet music disregarded. Conductor ignored. What do you have but an endless tune-up session!
Happiness? Are the musicians happy to be in the group? Not at all. Who enjoys contributing to a cacophony?
You don't. We don't. We were not made to live this way. But aren't we guilty of doing just that?
No wonder our homes are so noisy, businesses so stress-filled, government so cutthroat, and harmony so rare. If you think it's all about you, and I think it's all about me, we have no hope for a melody. We've chased so many skinny rabbits that we've missed the fat one: the God-centered life.
What would happen if we took our places and played our parts? If we played the music the Maestro gave us to play? If we made his song our highest priority?
Would we see a change in families? We'd certainly hear a change. Less "Here is what I want!" More "What do you suppose God wants?"
What if a businessman took that approach? Goals of money and name making, he'd shelve. God-reflecting would dominate.
And your body? Ptolemaic thinking says, "It's mine; I'm going to enjoy it." God-centered thinking acknowledges, "It's God's; I have to respect it."
We'd see our suffering differently. "My pain proves God's absence" would be replaced with "My pain expands God's purpose."
Talk about a Copernican shift. Talk about a healthy shift. Life makes sense when we accept our place. The gift of pleasures, the purpose of problems—all for him. The God-centered life works. And it rescues us from a life that doesn't.
But how do we make the shift? How can we be bumped off self-center? Attend a seminar, howl at the moon, read a Lucado book? None of these (though the author appreciates that last idea). We move from me-focus to God-focus by pondering him. Witnessing him. Following the counsel of the apostle Paul: "Beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, [we] are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord" (2 Corinthians 3:18 KJV).
Beholding him changes us. Couldn't we use a change? Let's give it a go. Who knows? We might just discover our place in the universe.
Chapter TwoShow Me Your Glory
An anxious Moses pleads for help. "[God], you tell me, 'Lead this people,' but you don't let me know whom you're going to send with me.... Are you traveling with us or not?" (Exodus 33:12, 16 MSG).
You can hardly fault his fears. Encircled first by Israelites who long for Egypt, and second by a desert of hot winds and blazing boulders, the ex-shepherd needs assurance. His Maker offers it. "I myself will go with you.... I will do what you ask, because I know you very well, and I am pleased with you" (vv. 14, 17 NCV).
You'd think that would have been enough for Moses, but he lingers. Thinking, perhaps, of that last sentence, "I will do what you ask ..." Perhaps God will indulge one more request. So he swallows, sighs, and requests ...
For what do you think he will ask? He has God's attention. God seems willing to hear his prayer. "The LORD spoke to Moses face to face as a man speaks with his friend" (v.11 NCV). The patriarch senses an opportunity to ask for anything. What request will he make?
So many requests he could make. How about a million requests? That's how many adults are in Moses' rearview mirror (Exodus 12:37). A million stiff-necked, unappreciative, cow-worshiping ex-slaves who grumble with every step. Had Moses prayed, "Could you turn these people into sheep?" who would have blamed him?
Sheep. Only a few months before, Moses was in this same desert, near this same mountain, keeping an eye on a flock. What a difference this time around. Sheep don't make demands in a desert or a mess out of blessings. And they certainly don't make calves out of gold or ask to go back to Egypt.
And what about Israel's enemies? Battlefields lie ahead. Combat with Hittites, Jebusites ... Termites, and Cellulites. They infest the land. Can Moses mold an army out of pyramid-building Hebrews?
I will do what you ask ...
"Could you just beam us to Canaan?"
Moses knew what God could do. The entire Ancient East knew. They were still talking about Aaron's staff becoming a snake and the Nile becoming blood. Air so thick with gnats you breathed them. Ground so layered with locusts you crunched them. Noonday blackness. Hail-pounded crops. Flesh landscaped with boils. Funerals for the firstborn.
God turned the Red Sea into a red carpet. Manna fell. Quail ran. Water bubbled from within a rock. God can move mountains.
In fact, he moved the very mountain of Sinai on which Moses stood. When God spoke, Sinai shook, and Moses' knees followed suit. Moses knew what God could do.
Worse, he knew what these people were prone to do.
Moses found them dancing around a golden calf, their memories of God as stale as yesterday's manna. He carried the handwriting of God on a stone, and the Israelites were worshiping a heartless farm animal.
It was more than Moses could take. He melted the metal cow and pounded the gold into dust and forced the worshipers to drink up.
God was ready to be done with them and start over with Moses as he had done with Noah. But twice Moses pleads for mercy, and twice mercy is extended (Exodus 32:11–14, 31–32).
And God, touched by Moses' heart, hears Moses' prayer. "My presence will go with you. I'll see the journey to the end" (Exodus 33:14 MSG).
But Moses needs more. One more request. Glory. "Show me your glory" (33:18 NCV).
We cross a line when we make such a request. When our deepest desire is not the things of God, or a favor from God, but God himself, we cross a threshold. Less self-focus, more God-focus. Less about me, more about him.
"Show me your radiance," Moses is praying. "Flex your biceps. Let me see the S on your chest. Your preeminence. Your heart-stopping, ground-shaking extraspectacularness. Forget the money and the power. Bypass the youth. I can live with an aging body, but I can't live without you. I want more God, please. I'd like to see more of your glory."
Why did Moses want to see God's greatness?
Ask yourself a similar question. Why do you stare at sunsets and ponder the summer night sky? Why do you search for a rainbow in the mist or gaze at the Grand Canyon? Why do you allow the Pacific surf to mesmerize and Niagara to hypnotize? How do we explain our fascination with such sights?
Beauty? Yes. But doesn't the beauty point to a beautiful Someone? Doesn't the immensity of the ocean suggest an immense Creator? Doesn't the rhythm of migrating cranes and beluga whales hint of a brilliant mind? And isn't that what we desire? A beautiful Maker? An immense Creator? A God so mighty that he can commission the birds and command the fish?
"Show me your glory, God," Moses begs. Forget a bank; he wants to see Fort Knox. He needs a walk in the vault of God's wealth. Would you stun me with your strength? Numb me with your wisdom? Steal my breath with a brush of yours? A moment in the spray of the cataract of grace, a glimpse of your glory, God. This is the prayer of Moses.
And God answers it. He places his servant in the cleft of a rock, telling Moses: "You cannot see My face; for no man shall see Me, and live.... I ... will cover you with My hand while I pass by. Then I will take away My hand, and you shall see My back; but My face shall not be seen"(Exodus 33:20,22–23 NKJV).
And so Moses, cowering beneath the umbrella of God's palm, waits, surely with face bowed, eyes covered, and pulse racing, until God gives the signal. When the hand lifts, Moses' eyes do the same and catch a distant, disappearing glance of the back parts of God. The heart and center of the Maker is too much for Moses to bear. A fading glimpse will have to do. I'm seeing the long gray hair of Moses wind-whipped forward and his leathery hand grabbing a rock in the wall lest he fall. And as the gust settles and his locks rest again on his shoulders, we see the impact. His face. Gleaming. Bright as if backlit by a thousand torches. Unknown to Moses, but undeniable to the Hebrews, is his shimmering face. When he descended the mountain, "the sons of Israel could not look intently at the face of Moses because of the glory of his face"(2 Corinthians 3:7).
Witnesses saw, not anger in his jaw, or worry in his eyes, or a scowl on his lips; they saw God's glory in his face.
Did he have reason for anger? Cause for worry? Of course. Challenges await him. A desert and forty years of great challenges. But now, having seen God's face, he can face them.
Forgive my effrontery, but shouldn't Moses' request be yours? You've got problems. Look at you. Living in a dying body, walking on a decaying planet, surrounded by a self-centered society. Some saved by grace; others fueled by narcissism. Many of us by both. Cancer. War. Disease.
These are no small issues. A small god? No thanks. You and I need what Moses needed—a glimpse of God's glory. Such a sighting can change you forever.
In the early pages of my childhood memory, I see this picture. My father and I sit side by side in a chapel. We both wear our only suits. The shirt collar rubs my neck; the pew feels hard to my bottom; the sight of my dead uncle leaves us all silent. This is my first funeral. My nine years of life have not prepared me for death. What I see unnerves me. Aunts, typically jovial and talkative, weep loudly. Uncles, commonly quick with a word and joke, stare wide eyed at the casket. And Buck, my big uncle with meaty hands, big belly, and booming voice, lies whitish and waxy in the coffin.
I remember my palms moistening and my heart bouncing in my chest like tennis sneakers in a clothes dryer. Fear had me in her talons. What other emotion could I feel? Where do I look? The weeping ladies frighten me. Glassy-eyed men puzzle me. My dead uncle spooks me. But then I look up. I see my father.
He turns his face toward me and smiles softly. "It's okay, son," he assures, laying a large hand on my leg. Somehow I know it is. Why it is, I don't know. My family still wails. Uncle Buck is still dead. But if Dad, in the midst of it all, says it's okay, then that's enough.
At that moment I realized something. I could look around and find fear, or look at my father and find faith.
I chose my father's face.
So did Moses.
So can you.
Chapter ThreeDivine Self-Promotion
Moses asked to see it on Sinai.
It billowed through the temple, leaving priests too stunned to minister.
When Ezekiel saw it, he had to bow.
It encircled the angels and starstruck the shepherds in the Bethlehem pasture.
Jesus radiates it.
John beheld it.
Peter witnessed it on Transfiguration Hill.
Christ will return enthroned in it.
Heaven will be illuminated by it.
It gulfstreams the Atlantic of Scripture, touching every person with the potential of changing every life. Including yours. One glimpse, one taste, one sampling, and your faith will never be the same ...
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This book was great. Loved it so much that i finished it in one day. Lucado gave great lessons and applicable life scenarios! Highly recommend this one!
I'll be honest ... I read and have a lot of Lucado's books. Why? Because they are simple, sound, and concise. This one took me awhile to get reading at first. Why was that? Perhaps because I'm still getting used to using and reading certain books on my e-reader. Perhaps it was too simple. Perhaps because of life itself. Anyways ... Max Lucado again writes a homerun book. A good reminder that it isn't about US, but about Him. One of my favourite chapters was Chapter Eight. The story of G.R. Tweed hit home. As we are to be reflecting the mirror of our Lord (2 Cor. 3:16) In Chapter 9, Max Lucado shares about a European priest who gathered the Church for a special service .... in the darkness of the night ...they waited. Soon the priest arrived. "when he reached the crucifix that hung on the wall, he lit a candle. Saying nothing, he illuminated the pierced feet of Christ, then the side, then one hand, and then the other. Lifting the candle, he shed light on the blood masked face and the crown of thorns. With a puff, he blew out the candle and dismissed the church." pg. 69 What a powerful illustration and remind that it isn't about US but about Him!!! May we be mirroring that. This book was a good reminder for anyone WHO it is all about.
Lucado, is my favorite author so its just going to be a given that I enjoyed the book. That being said upfront, this work was not one of my favorites and not his finest. However, it is a great way to spend a rainy day and can easily be consumed in one evening spent alone in the easy chair with a window cracked wide enough to enjoy the sounds of rain drops bouncing offthe parched ground. The Book of Isaiah seems to be the continuing focus of this Lucado work. And the resounding focus is great: center your life around focusing on Gods Glory and try to keep in mind that everything that happens does so forthe Glory of God and in return your trials will seem easier to bare. But the work of satan is not for the Glory of God. So everything that happens cant be for Gods Glory...Id argue that it SHOULD be for Gods Glory. Still Lucado has a style that I absolutely love and I hoard all of his books, and they will get top shelf on my bookcase as soon as I get one( having just moved into a new house, Ive found quite a few things I need to do and one of those things is definately to put up a 6 foot bookcase). I like where Lucado, went with this work inspite of the fact that it was not one of my favorites. If we would realize that the universe revolves around God and not us then we would be happier in our place. One picture he painted was that of an orchestra where everyone played what they wanted to and diregarded the conductor and tryed to be the star on stage playing every solo - and noone was happy to be a part of that group. But as Christians, we can be proud to follow Jesus, and can be team players. The only thing that bothered me about his attitude is that everytime I hear it voiced its by someone who has everything and never by a struggling average person...with that in mind, maybe thats exactly what I need to write my next book about because I agree with Lucado, and Im sure a struggling person. Id have to give this book 4 out of 5 stars because any Lucado, book is top of the line for inspiration and attitude.
I have read this book multiple times. Every time I get something new out of it! Short but impactful!
This is the first book of read by Max Lucado. It was recommended by my mother. I love that Max is able to write in a way that I am able to understand. Thank you Max for putting the bible into every day context.
This was a very eye opening book for me. I've always known that life is not about me or anyone else - it's all about God. He is the one who created us. He created us to display HIS glory. He saved us for HIS glory. Our purpose in life is to bring other to HIS glory. We were all born selfish. This book is the best reminder that the world absolutely was not meant to revolve around us. Max Lucado has broken this book into two parts - God-pondering & God promoting. They both flow together. When we spend our days & night pondering on the greatness of God, we are more than happy to promote the greatness of God. This is a truly wonderful book that I will read over & over. I totally recommend this book to all of my friends! Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255 : "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."
Self-help books often focus on the principle of looking within yourself. But this book begs to differ. It actually defies the normal advice given by experts today and helps us see beyond our own circle of comfort into a much larger world where we are but mere mortals put here on earth to give glory to God. Selfishness seems to have become a trend that is quite difficult to contest without earning a smarty-pants argument or two. This book offers us a chance to look at life from a different perspective and opens our mind to the true reason why we are here--not to feel comfort through God, but to give comfort to him through deeds that glorify his name. As Max Lucado states: "If God exists to please us, then shouldn't we always be pleased?" This book with help us reflect on our lives on a much deeper plane than ourselves. After all, we are not the only thing that matters on this earth. And there is nothing wrong with looking for meaning outside of ourselves. I give this 5 out of 5 stars. I got an ARC of this book through Booksneeze.
Before I read It's Not About Me, I already knew it wasn't about me, but now I have a stronger grip on just exactly what it IS about. First, Max Lucado explains why it's all about God and why God's desire for glory is not egotistical. If you are drowning in the cold dark sea after your ship just sank and a lifeboat approaches, you need the pilot of the lifeboat to let you know that he is there, he is strong, and he can save you! The passengers want the pilot to reveal himself. In the same way, we need to witness God's glory for our own good. In the second half, Max illustrates practical ways we can live out our purpose of reflecting God - in our work, struggles, successes, salvation, and even our bodies. A study guide divided into sections that coincide with each chapter at the back of the book provides the opportunity to reflect on the theme and meditate on applicable Scripture. The nuggets of simplified truth in this book have the potential to transform your thinking. I highly recommend it to anyone who needs a boost in focusing eyes upward instead of inward. This quick and easy-to-read book fell into my hands at just the time I needed its message the most - a time when I must unselfishly and sacrificially set my self and my agenda aside for a season, maybe perhaps so that I can learn to do this for a lifetime. To comply with regulations by the Federal Trade Commission 16 CFR Part 255, I am disclosing that BookSneeze® provided me a complimentary copy of this book. I was not required to write a positive review and the opinions I have expressed are my own.
Fantastic book! I definitely recommend it to everyone! This book is a great sermon and life refresher. It helps remind you and enlighten you and put your world in perspective. We are such selfish me-centered people. But Max Lucado reminds us in an easy to understand, easy to follow, interesting manner, that IT IS ALL ABOUT GOD, not us. This book is a great reflection on life and priorities. Take it and sit down in a private quite room and meditate on it or read and ponder the ideas. The author even repeats the key highlights for extra emphasis! So just in case you missed or didn't realize what was most important, the author repeats and ALL CAPS these key sentences. This book was fantastic from start to finish. I am going to buy a couple for friends and relatives. My favorite parts: - When we make life about us, we end up pushing happiness further away. So if we would just let go of our agendas and timetables and let God hold the reins, our lives would turn out fantastic! - The moon generates no light, so she has a good reason to complain. But, instead, she reflects the light of the sun and look at her beauty when she does this! Just like the moon, we should reflect the glory and light and beauty of the Son, Jesus Christ. - Our deepest desires should not be the things of God (what we can get from Him), but God himself (a relationship and understanding of who He is). When we look to God, we should see Him for HIS BEAUTY/GLORY, not for what we can get from Him or how He can make our lives easier. - There is hope! For all us who are sufferring, God promises ETERNAL happiness and life. He doesn't take away our burdens and trials, He offsets them by giving us better treasures. Disclaimer: I received this book free of charge from the publisher but I am giving my honest review.
It is about you; it is about you and what you do with your life. Max Lucado's newest book "It's Not About Me" delves into the relationship we as believers can have with God. The book is divided into two parts. Part One explores the consistency of God and how He relates to us. Part two discusses our response to the unique relationship believers have with Him. As I read the book what came to mind was how we cope with life's ups and downs. Max Lucado writes: "Catch God in a bad mood? Won't happen. Fear exhausting his grace? A sardine will swallow the Atlantic first. Think he's given up on you? Wrong. Did he not make a promise to you." Yet what is our response to life? It is not always consistent or just. I have come to the conclusion that though the title states it is "not about" me it actually is about me, and you too. Our responses to change in life are in direct relation to our knowledge of who God is. Reading this book will give you a better appreciation of the power, glory and mercy of Father God and the tools to respond to life's changes with God focused and not "me" focused solutions. I recommend anyone going through changes in life to read this book This book was provided to me free of charge courtesy of BookSneeze in exchange for my honest opinion.
It's Not About Me - Rescue From the Life We Thought Would Make Us Happy By Max Lucado is among the most uplifting books that I have recently read. In true Lucado fashion, Max writes in an animated, easy to understand style that communicates biblical truths to the reader. His books bring bible stories and biblical truth to life in an inspirational way that speaks out to the reader. "Catch God in a bad mood? Won't happen. Fear exhausting his grace? A sardine will swallow the Atlantic first. Think he's given up on you?" ..... Lucado's use of colorful language and his conversational tone, make it so that biblical truths are memorable and meaningful to the average modern reader. You need not be a theologen, educated in an expensive seminary or college to understand Max Lucado's books. This inspirational book will be certain to leave the reader with a lasting impression. In today's self centered society, without offense Max Lucado illustrates the importance of living life based on biblical principles. After reading this book, and really meditating on the biblical truths communicated via Max Lucado, one can feel a renewed sense of embpowerment to live a selfless life style. Max makes use of personal anecdotes as well as bible stories to illiustrate the importance of depending on God rather than on the material things of this world. If you are a theologen, looking for an apologetic defense on the purpose of depending on God then this book isn't for you. But, if on the other hand you are simply looking for bible based motivation and a relief in a world that takes pride in materialism, selfish ambition and competition, then this book is perfect. As a blogger for booksneeze, I receive books from Thomas Nelson publishers in exchange for writing an honest review. The opinions expressed are my own.
Sometimes we need to sit down and take a moment to realize how selfish we really are. Life is vain and we spend most of it thinking about ourselves and how we can get ahead. This book put us to shame and reminds us that God should be the center of our affection. I cried when I read cretin passages. This book is short and makes for easy reading. It isn't so long where you start to loose interest. After you read this book, give it away to somebody you want to Bless.
I hoped reading this book would help me become less self-centered, and more God-centered. Lucado did not let me down, although it took reading through the first few chapters to get to the really strong message that I needed to hear. I was afraid Lucado wasn't going to challenge my thinking, but he definitely didn't hold back! Now I constantly see examples of people who fit his description of those God chooses to suffer for his glory. If only I could reveal God's glory in such a way! I truly believe that if this book doesn't hit you between the eyes, you need to read it again. And again.
I began reading this book thinking I would find some inspiration, but I ended up having to go to something with a bit more substance. The Purpose Driven Life is much better. This book was a series of over-used old testament verses loosely strung together to usually missed the point of whatever the chapter title was. The irony is that Max wants us to glorify God, yet he seems to only be glorifying his ability to quote bible verses and compile them into what amounts to a long Sunday sermon. I will also say that his use of metaphors and analogies to emphasis his point are incredibly pointless and appear as if he only inserted them to break up the monotony of the bible verses (the paper airplane one was ridiculous). I read one review that stated that somone read this in one day. I read it in one day trying to find something in it, but found little. I would almost bet that Max wrote it in a day, and that no one edited it for content.
I like Lucado a lot. This was a nessessary read for me. It really isnt about me. Its about HIM, then us, then me. I really enjoyed Travel Light a lot more but it may be because it was about twice the size of Its Not About Me. Youll read it over the weekend but its worth it.
I got this book because I felt I was being selfish in many aspects in my life. After I read this book I felt a lot different. Different meaning Great! I already bought 'Traveling Light'... I can't wait to start reading it. I want to Thank Max for his writing... and would like to thank God for letting me see Max's mirror. Hopefully I will reflect God's Glory as Max is now.