“Our greatest fear should not be of failure but of succeeding at things in life that don’t really matter.”

—Francis Chan

     The American dream had almost been guaranteed to me if I followed a certain set of guidelines. And to this point, it had proven to be a legitimate guarantee. From the outside looking in, mine was the story of a normal American kid raised by a normal family in a normal home. I went on to earn my medical degree and became a family physician. It was one version of what every American strives for.

But when the so-called American Dream was taken from me, it didn’t take long to realize this wasn’t the dream I should have been seeking. My tragedy had a way of awakening my spirit to what was really important in life. The dream I should have been after could not be reached by any work I could do, but only by resting in the work already done by someone. Someone I already knew a lot about but had never fully known. His name was Jesus.

Normally, when people come face to face with their pride, it’s because of a traumatic event that caused them to rethink everything about themselves, who they are, and why they’re on this earth. That’s exactly what happened to me. Just when I thought I had it all together, something took place that stripped it all away. And while I’m not going to say that God caused it to happen, I will say that he used it to wake me up spiritually, to re-prioritize my life, and to realize what’s really important.



*** This post is an excerpt taken from my upcoming book, Finding Normal: An Uninvited Change, An Unexpected Outcome. You can pre-order your copy today at jeffhuxford.com/bookstore. The book is expected to be delivered in March 2018.