It is difficult to put into words what I hope to convey to you tonight. It has been a while since I have felt the presence of the Lord stirring within my heart. It seems difficult to discern his voice amidst all the clamor of this life. The doubts invade telling me I will never be what I ought to be. Stagnation and discontent has consumed my time, ripping me away from the true liberation of life. I cannot explain to you the joy I have when worshipping Christ. When every ounce of me cries out to the creator in desperation and awe and dances in his freedom, I can feel the liberation from this broken world.
There is hope outside of the mundane. This comfortable life. I imagine what this world would be like if even a few would give up everything to truly follow after Christ relentlessly and unashamed. To push past the comfort of security. To go out on a limb. To recklessly abandon everything for the love of a Savior. I want to know what it is to follow. Not in name, but in action.
There is a call on this life to live for so much more than myself. I have been called to action, with an obligation to Christ. I am slave to his command, though ironically in obeying his command I am liberated from the chains of hopelessness and brokenness.
Give him everything. He will use you to do great and mighty things. Deny yourself, take up your cross and follow him no matter the cost. He is worthy and worth the temporary pain. He is everything that you need and everything you truly desire. Rest in his freedom, knowing that he loves you.
