One phrase we overuse in this society is, “Good luck”. Though well intended it is ridiculous, especially among Christians. Forgive my saying so if it has caused you offense.
I just don’t believe in luck!
Why? For starters I don’t have any of this mythical creature we call luck. Not even a little pinch. Perhaps I sound pessimistic but I would say quite the opposite is true. I am not left in the hands of mere chance.
God says in Isaiah 46:9-10 “Remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me, declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done, saying, ‘My counsel shall stand, and I will accomplish all my purpose.’ “
Psalms 115:3 says, “Our God is in the heavens; he does all that he pleases.”
I don’t believe in luck because I have something way better!
Let me tell you not believing in luck has saved me a lot of time, money and fretting. I don’t gamble in the hopes I’ll get lucky. And I certainly don’t gamble in the hopes I’ll get Jesus!
I already have Him.
It’s great, I don’t have to chase luck around in hopes of a glimpse when I can rest in the risen Lord and know he by definition is predisposed to bless (the Biblical meaning of God’s grace).
Such sweet freedom I have in Jesus.
So, if you wish to say something kind to me and the words, “Good luck!” roll off your lips I may just give you a grin. Who needs luck anyway?
Dear Jesus, thank you that I am not at the mercy of make-believe things or concepts. Thank you that my life is not left to chance but instead, it is orchestrated by you. Amen.