I only have one life … only so many days, only so many hours.
It’s so easy to get caught up in possibilities and dreams, to be overwhelmed by somedays, what ifs, and if onlys.
I can’t do it all.
But so what if I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up?
I’m living now … each day, each moment … and I want it to count. Eternally.
I desperately long to hear those words from the Master:
“Well done, good and faithful servant.” (Matthew 25:23)
I want to live this life trusting Him, serving Him, sharing Him.
For His glory.
Because it’s still not about me. It never has been. It never will be.
I want to stop feeling guilty for the choices that I make … I want to own those choices knowing that I have made them according to the only standard for my life that matters at all. His standard.
Considering the urgings of Paul, I want to
“…live a life worthy of the calling I have received.” (Ephesians 4:1)
I want to live a life worthy of the gospel.
I want to press on toward the goal.
I want to run in such a way to obtain the prize.
If life right now mostly looks like working, worshiping alongside a solid ministry team, studying Scripture, loving on two-year-olds in the nursery, writing, investing in rich friendships, and hanging out in coffee shops than I want to do those things … my things … His things … well. Fully invested in His kingdom work.
I want to live for Christ.
“But far be it from me to boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.” (Galatians 6:14)