I sleep in a king-sized bed. I live with a fellow daughter of Christ who reminds me daily how loved and known I am in the Lord. I attend a beautiful, diverse university where I have professors and classmates that want me to succeed. I go to a gospel-centered church where discipleship is prioritized. I have five siblings who support and love me, adamantly. I have a mother and a father who fight to protect my heart and guide my spirit. I have friends who sacrifice for me, and push me to be more like Jesus every day. I work jobs where I get the chance to love on kids, and channel my inner desire to adventure.
My life is beautiful, and I spend so much time in gratitude and reflection on how good God really is, and how often He pours His blessings out without thought.
But, I came to a realization a month or so ago. None of these things are everlasting. When my time comes to spend eternity in Heaven with my Heavenly Father, my bed doesn’t go with me. My roommate isn’t guaranteed to arrive at the same time. My college degree is just a piece of paper. Discipleship will look less like coffee dates and more like worshipping 24-7 (Jesus, you can take me now). My siblings, parents, and friends, will (God-willing) be fellow worshippers, and nothing will be for my gain.
James 4:14 says, “…yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.”
My life is a vapor.
I imagine my breath when I step outside in the cold, how thick it seems in the moment I breathe it out, and how insignificant it becomes as a million air particles consume the small bubble of white.
My life will come and go in an instant, and it will be merely a speck of dust on the timeline of the world.
Then, I realized something else.
One vapor. One mist. One breath.
That is all it took for Jesus to speak the planets into motion.
One command. That is all it took for light to be separated from dark.
That is all it took for plants to be rooted and begin to bear fruit.
That is all it took for God to create mankind, and every living thing, in His perfect image.
If I allow my life to be nothing but a vessel, God-breathed and Spirit-guided, how powerful could that one breath be? How much of an impact could my vapor have?
If my words are words of life, from the Holy Spirit… If my encouragement to others is from the word of God, where the Lord spoke His words… If my actions are out of love, for the betterment of His kingdom… If my thoughts are pure, aligned with His word (2 Corinthians 10:5)…
One vapor is a lot more powerful when it is God-breathed.
I have been born again and am renewed daily. Through this active pursuit, I will make my vapor worth it, because it will be about Him. It will be God-breathed. God-destined. God-centered. God-purposed.
I sleep in a king-sized bed. Yet here I am, standing in a king-sized calling. I’m leaning in. To the fear, the uncertainty, and the overwhelming peace He pours out when His son or daughter is faithful.
Jesus is calling me to step out of my comfort zone, walk away from what I know, and travel around the world to give people from every tribe and nation an ounce of the love of Jesus. After all, an ounce is all it takes. He changes everything.
The King of Kings, Lord of Lords, and Everlasting Father calls me into his presence. He calls me into abandonment, and I will willingly go. Here I am! Send me (Isaiah 6:8).
My vapor will be a God-breathed vapor that stands in wonder at his love, is stilled by the peace He gives, and actively pursues the abandonment to which He calls me.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPf-LngMdQo&t=2s
All my love,
Hannah
