Whats the Race going to look like?
Breathless moments of beauty…mountains, smiles, mud, rainy days, sunsets/sunrises, flowers, faces and hearts through the eyes of Papa.
“Its not going to be easy…but I’ve only given you one instruction: Seek first my Kingdom, and allow overflow”
We will be presented with numerous opportunities everyday to live out of love regardless of our emotion or mood for the day. We will be given the chance to be grateful for the abundance or focus on the negative. We will be given the space to allow fear or hold onto promises. We will have chances to offer excuses or remember who we serve and how much more important he is. We will fail and have the opportunity to then get back up. We will see breakthrough and celebrate. We will have the privilege to know what uncomfortable is for the sake of love. We will be given the option to walk by faith instead of sight. We will be given the honor of learning what love looks like, how it talks and moves or shutting ourselves down. We will be given the chance to laugh or loose sight of hope. We will get to choose to see the one or be un-engaging. We will be given the option to complain and be tired or speak out thankfulness to Papa for who he is. We will be given the option to live by others or run to the secret place.
Not just on the race…right now. Everyone of us makes these choices everyday.
Id heard it for years and never internalized it quite like I have in these past couple weeks….its all about the secret place. When we get ourselves with Papa and listen to the beat of his heart and draw close enough to feel his breath …. everything comes out of that time. In this time we are seeking first the Kingdom…HE is Kingdom. We are allowing ourselves to hunger and pursue more. My goal is that everything in my life is an overflow of that time. That I carry his presence in a thick and heavy way because ive sat and rested in it myself … to the point where its too much, I have to overflow…. seeing entire atmospheres change…seeing one know love for the first time.
My life doesnt magically change because I’ve stepped out on the ‘mission field’ …because I’ve left the country and I’m now on a mission trip…my life changes through the things I do today to make the change. If I can’t love and serve here, what makes me think I can when I cross an ocean? Boldness is a choice, not a personality trait.
