I sit here. In the quiet. Try to figure out why I haven’t written in awhile. There seems to be something pressing on my heart. Manipulating my mind.
I’m so tired of these demands. That’s it. Not profound.
Not tired of the demands of our daily lives. Tired of the demands of this world. Mainly the ones of Christians.
The thought of taking on another thing makes me crazy. Do this. Be this. You are here for a purpose.
I agree. God has us here, now, for His glory and the furtherance of His kingdom.
But that doesn’t look the same for you as it does for me. It doesn’t look the same from season to season.
What if the best way I can fill my time right now is fixing meals and changing diapers and reading books and keeping this endlessly dirty house clean? Would that be enough? What would you say? Would you think less of me? Would I think less of myself?
What would He think?
He calls each of us. To different things. At different times.
Susanna Wesley wrote, “I am content to fill a little space if God be glorified.”
What is your little space? Will you be content to fill it? Will I?
Will His approval matter more than what others may say or write? He’s adopted us. Loves us. Chosen us even when the world doesn’t.
May all of me, every choice, bring Him glory!
“Then the word of the Lord came to me: ‘O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter has done? declares the Lord. Behold, like the clay in the potter’s hand, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel’.” (Jeremiah 18:5,6)
The boys and I found this plaque while geocaching many years ago. Love it!
And this canister with toys inside was our latest geocache find!