vague post

It's a lesson that I learn over and over again, and I guess one that I need to learn over and over again.

That my value comes from nothing else than the cross of Jesus Christ. Not from friends, accomplishments, girls,attention, attractiveness, skill or personal achievement, but simply from the cross.

But not quite simple at all. That I am worthy because  God personally sent his Son to die for me. My swagger, my longboarding skills, my programming abilities, or social skills (or lack of)) didn't make a chink in the price of salvation.

The swagger comes from Jesus, not myself.

I was put in a situation today, that even though the person was being very ...polite in a sense, by keeping their word, it was a bit awkward for me, bringing me back to a place of vulnerability.

And of course, me, being the arrogant asshole I am, play it off like it's nothing, even though it's a huge step for this person to bring this up. I don't want to be put in my place.

I don't know..