I haven’t always been a Christian. My life BC (Before Christ) was pretty rough: wrong people, wrong places, wrong things, wrong everything. At my lowest point I was found dead, literally, from merciless strongholds. I survived, but walked away with the limps of an impoverished self-worth and no prospects for the future. Then came Jesus and a call to ministry. Wow, this was great, but was I really up for this? What about my ontological bankruptcy? What about the absence of nice suits, high intellectualism, success, and respect from others? I can’t seriously go into ministry without these things, right? Wrong. Approval as workers for God looks very different. God’s faith in you is found in your trustworthiness, your brokenness and your willingness to leave it all behind. Offer these things to God.