Houston, we have new insight…
Texas is the craziest thing..
Yes, it's specifically a thing, not a place.
It's marking a new chapter of my life; making it more than simply a location.
You know how when a chapter is first starting in a book
and you're starting anew
with fresh details to be discovered, remembering the things you learned in the previous volume?
I feel like Texas is the next leg of my life's anthology and accurately so.
I'll be learning new things and leaving some things in the previous volume of my life.
At first I was so anxious about the opportunity;
having to leave virtually everything behind,
everything the world told me was so necessary,
everything I invested myself into aside from a few relationships and my own faith was left back in Connecticut.
Isn't that scary?
Shouldn't that make me feel alone and insecure?
It probably should..
It doesn't.
cause' the thing is:
I didn't leave for me.
See, the world will happily sit by and tell you what's important.
It will tell you what you should do and when you should do it.
It will whisper the perfect distractions to you
and cause you to stumble and become stranded in your own selfishness
disguised as partial happiness;
but it will certainly not tell you to drop your standardized living to go and pursue something so crazy and foreign of a concept as Christ.
That's not "common sense"
He's too radical for the world's taste
because the world likes every dish lukewarm, bland and universally satisfying.
I can't stand it.
So I left it.
Okay, okay, obviously still in the land of the living here
but I left my distractions at home.
I surrendered my time to Him, re-prioritizing my life
for just a minute here.
Now, as diverse members of the body, we are not all formulated to accomplish the same things.
We as people do not have uniform interests, callings or desires
(speaking beyond primary doctrinal components of faith, etc).
God made us all unique for a reason.
My current reason is Texas:
learning self-abandonment and
deepening my life message.
How much of this could I really have done while taking
eighteen college credit hours,
holding my regular job and
attempting to maintain some shape of a regular sleep schedule?
God would have been put
first
second
third.
Imagine that~
God of all creation, maker of Heaven and Earth, Prince of Peace, my Savior and Redeemer;
the One who's kind of got this whole sovereignty thing down pat…
third on my list?
Yep. That's just how put together I really am.
(I'm not.)
So how does that placement make any sense at all if I acknowledge Him to be who He says He is?
Certainly He's not third.
Try first: in all things.
Now that's common sense.
Amazingly, I will still struggle day to day with putting Him first.
Astoundingly, I will still have to consciously strive to make Him numero uno
despite all of this knowledge.
The cool thing is that I follow the God who doesn't wait for me to get my act together.
I follow the God who pursues me everyday:
who chastens me, refines me, challenges me, provides for me, loves me and forgives me.
Through the avenue of Texas time
I've had the amazing realization of how insignificant and powerless I really am;
and yet with Christ I can do all things;
and if He is for me, nothing can stop me.
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