Because of my Calvinistic upbringing, I was trained to think that what you do has to have a purpose.
I've been waiting for that bright sunshine to show up and shine in my back door someday.
It will make a weak man mighty. it will make a mighty man fall. It will fill your heart and hands or leave you with nothing at all. It's the eyes for the blind and legs for the lame. It is the love for hate and pride for shame. That's the power of the gospel.