Acts 9

One word popped out of this chapter to me today. Instrument. God told Ananias that Saul was His chosen instrument to spread the gospel to the Gentiles.

How easily we can forget that we are just an instrument in the hands of a master. I think of a surgeon's instruments. Their only role is to stay sharp and clean. It's the surgeon who does the work. Or of course a music instrument. The incredible and diverse melodies it can play but all because of the expertise and skill of the musician.

That's a wonderful thing to aspire to but humbling at the same time. We are nothing without Him. His plan. His grace. His power. It's all Him. We are just His chosen instruments.