Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.
Friday, February 26
One morning in 1888 Alfred Nobel, the inventor of dynamite, awoke to read his own obituary. It was a mistake. Actually, it was Alfred's brother that had died. But Alfred was shocked to read how he was described as the “Dynamite King,” who had made his fortune from explosives and changed the way wars were fought. One of his other nicknames was “the merchant of death.”
He was so alarmed at the obituary that he resolved to life the rest of his life writing a different ending. One of the expressions of that was his creation of a prize that would be given each year to one who would do the most for the cause of world peace. It’s what we associate the name “Nobel” with today – The Nobel Peace Prize.
Late in life Nobel said, “Oh, that every person would have the opportunity to read their obituary in the middle of their life and have time to rewrite it.”
Alfred Nobel had the opportunity to do so. Today, we know him, not for inventing dynamite, but for promoting peace.
What do you want to rewrite this year about your life with the help of God and to the glory of God?
Because there’s no time like the present.
Let Us Morph!
Grace and peace,