How To Be Confident In Christ

• I’m starting to wonder…Do we need more confidence?  It’s just a question, because lately I’ve been   thinking that the dangers of overconfidence are  just as great as the dangers of under-confidence. Maybe it’s not about the amount of confidence  we have at all. I wrote a little note to my son   when he turned 13, and it wasn’t really about  him; it was about me remembering that age.
• One   thing I was trying to tell him in the note is  that everybody in some way is faking it. I just   thought I would show him that there is no wizard  of Oz, just a little short dude behind a curtain,   pulling levers and posting stuff with filters  and captions that are perfectly crafted. They spent an hour and a half to write that  caption to make themselves sound witty,   and they’re really not that witty off the  cuff, and if you compare your “off the cuff”   to their manufactured caption, you’re going  to always feel like there’s something missing
• and lacking in you. It’s so hard, because  it’s like we’re living in a culture that   projects confidence at all costs. The  cost of false confidence is ignorance. Trust me. Some of the people who are the most  confident are also the most ignorant. Some of   the wisest people I’ve ever talked to in my life  didn’t have a lot of answers.
• They asked a lot of   questions. Do you see what I’m saying? It’s tough,  because we’re teaching this to our kids. “Just   be confident. Be confident.” I’m trying to find  the balance. I do want to raise confident kids,   and I want to be a confident Christian,  but I’m trying to find the balance. Our kids are out playing sports, just like many  of your kids.
• Someone said to me a few weeks ago,   “Stop talking about your kids so much in your  sermons. We don’t come to hear about your family;   we come to hear the Word of God.” I’m  like, “Well, I’ve got another solution:   just quit coming, and you won’t have to hear  me talk about anything. That’ll be fine. It’ll   work well for both of us. Let’s just agree  that we don’t share the same interests.
• ” That’s my life right now: raising these  kids. I’m always out at some baseball   field or football game or something  like that. Now even Abbey is playing   7-year-old softball. She said she likes it,  but I don’t know if she really likes softball   or dugout cheers. I’m going to make a plea  here.