He may be asking me to do something. Give up something. I want to say no.
When explaining this to a friend the other day I said, “God usually asks me to give up things that bring me joy.” My words. And I swallowed hard after. It fell out.
What a sad way of seeing God.
I read Micah 6:8 this morning. Trying to figure out what He “requires of me.”
“He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?”
I made a list in my journal. I’m a doer. Doing makes me feel loved.
Then I read a commentary on the verses. It said, “The Gospel is about taking not doing.”
Micah 6:8 is only part of the story. It’s half. Later Jesus would come. He’d “do justice, love kindness, and walk humbly with God.” He’d do it for me.
Since Adam I’ve been failing.
Since forever I’ve been loved.
Today I choose to believe the Gospel all over again. To take not do. To rest in Him. In whatever choices He may be calling me to.