Today's Featured Devotion

Today's Featured Devotion


Read Matthew 2:19-23.

“He went and lived in a town called Nazareth” (v. 23).

Nick Chubb needed only one start to run his way into Bulldog lore and national fame. He was born and raised, though, about as far from glitz and glamour as anyone could get.

“My boy? They’re throwing my baby out there?” That was Henry Chubb’s reaction when he learned his son was starting the next day for UGA against Missouri. As writer Chip Towers put it and every Dawg fan knows, “Henry’s ‘baby’ came through just fine.” He gained 174 yards and national attention in the 34-0 bulldozing of the 23rd-ranked Tigers on Oct. 11, 2014.

Thus in one afternoon did the country kid from the outback of Floyd County, Georgia, forfeit his anonymity forever. Nick grew up in Cave Spring, some twelve miles from Rome; the community boasted a population of about 1,200 for the 2010 census. But even that’s not the whole truth. Technically, he grew up in Chubbtown, which Nick has said is about one minute outside of Cave Spring.

Some three miles from the Alabama line, Chubbtown boasts the Chubb Chapel United Methodist Church (with 45 members), a rock building that once housed the volunteer fire department, and a cemetery. The rest of what was once a vibrant community was washed away in the great flood of Big Cedar Creek in 1916.

Chubbtown was founded by Nick Chubb’s ancestors around the Civil War. Eight brothers who were never slaves settled there and built a thriving town. That’s where Nick Chubb roamed and played and served as an altar boy on Sundays. He also learned the work ethic that drove him to find discarded tires before he had access to weightlifting equipment, tie them around his waist with a rope, and run wind sprints.

He kept on running all the way to Athens and into the NFL.

While America is certainly becoming more citified, we’re still largely a collection of country folks. Our countryside is dotted with one-stoplight communities and places like Chubbtown with little more than a convenience store and a church.

Maybe you were born in one of them and grew up in a virtually unknown village in a backwater county. Perhaps you started out on a stage far removed from the bright lights of Broadway, the glitz of Hollywood, or the halls of power in Washington, D.C. Maybe you still live way back in the woods.

As Nick Chubb’s legendary career at UGA illustrates, those original circumstances don’t have to define or limit you, though, for life is more than geography. It is about character and walking with God whether you’re in the countryside or the city.

Jesus certainly knew the truth of that. After all, he grew up in a small town in an inconsequential region of an insignificant country ruled by foreign invaders.

Where you are doesn’t matter. What you are does.

One of my retirement plans is to go down there (to Chubbtown) and build some of those things back up. — Nick Chubb on his hometown out there in the country

Where you live may largely be the culmination of a series of circumstances; what you are is a choice you make.

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