Expiration dates freak me out.

When I flip the container over to read one I feel as if my future rests in what’s printed on the label.

Even if the expiration date is a couple days away I still take a cautionary whiff.

What am I smelling for?

I have no idea.

Milk already smells weird and so does cheese for that matter.

Expiration dates serve an important purpose in my life.

To me a product has lost its usefulness if it’s expired or too close to expiring.

I’m thankful God doesn’t treat us this way.

Last time I checked the mortality rate for humans is still 100%.

But God is not as concerned about your expiration date as you are.

He is into reclamation projects.

He’s into using people who feel they have nothing left to offer.

I’m sure Abraham felt a little too old to be, “The Father of Nations,” yet God had a plan.

I bet Moses felt like his usefulness had expired once he committed murder at the age of 40, but God had another plan.

Sampson no doubt felt like a failure before God worked through him one last time to help him deliver his people from the Philistines.

By the way, did you know Sampson’s mother was thought to be barren before she gave birth to him.

Yet another example of God using an “expired” person to further his work.

Others can project expiration dates on us as well.

David’s brothers weren’t too impressed with him and told him to go home before he fought and defeated the great champion Goliath.

This post could go on and on, but I think you’re getting the point.

Don’t allow yourself or others to place an expiration date on your usefulness.

No sin, failure, shortcoming, personality trait, physical limitation can stop what God wants to do in and through your life.

What are you smelling for anyway?

You’ve always been a little weird.

Allow God to use that and be about his business.