I learned something from Paul last weekend.
No, not this Paul -- although I think he's hilarious.
I mean the Paul who was Saul before he was Paul. That guy in the Bible, Book of Acts (and several other books also).
I was listening to the start of a sermon, mentally preparing myself for a pretty typical message about the stark 180 degree change of direction that happened when Jesus met Paul on the road to Damascus. If, like an old school comedian, the Pastor would have said, "stop me if you've heard this one," I'd have raised my hand.
But as I was settling in and mentally unwinding, a new perspective met me that changed the way I think about Paul and, as a result, the way I think about myself.