That means that my life is not really mine.
Which also means that everything I "have" in my life...my wife, my children, my friends, my talents, my body, my soul, my stuff...are not mine.
Which makes me wonder what I really have that's "mine." And why I spend so much time on all this stuff I thought was mine.
Which draws me toward God in prayer. And in the study of His word. Which demand active listening.
Which leads to Jesus. What He did. What He said. Whose "ministry pointed away from himself to the Father who had sent him." (page 134)
Which leads to a life that's not about me. A life of compassion (i.e. suffering with others).
Which leads to the cross. The humiliation of facing my sinful nature. My living as if I were God. My will.
Which leads to repentance. And the death of self (ideally).
Which leads to the Father through Christ.
Which means the only thing I appear to have that's "mine, all mine," is eternity with God. Or the hell of His absence.
That's all. And, thank God, that's all I need.
"...outside God, nothing is, nothing breathes, nothing moves, and nothing lives." (page 136)