As I was driving back to the office, I remembered the story of Daniel refusing to eat the defiled food of the king of Babalyon.  Daniel 1:9 says, "Now God had caused the official to show favor and sympathy to Daniel."  So, I began thinking.  Are my friends my friends because of how great I am?  I quickly come to the conclusion that it's not because I'm great, but because God is.  God is so great that he causes others to show favor to me for no good reason.  God places me in circumstances with people for a reason unknown other than to live out my faith with these people.

 Basically, God is soverign and in control.  He gave me everything - great parents, intellect, determination, friends, talents, circumstances to excel, salvation from my own terrible decisions, mentors, everything.   How can I ever say that anything great that happens in my life is somehow out of my own hard work?  How can I even think of stealing glory from God?