If you want to get more,
how do you go about it? What steps will you take in order to get farther than
you’ve gone before? Is it ok to continually stride at a comfortable pace and
settle for less than you could be headed towards? If you’re walking towards
Jesus, who’s to say that you can’t run to Him?
All of these questions have
been swimming in my head during my 3-week blogging absence. My heart has been
up and down, left and right, zig zag and loop-di-loop and everywhere in
between. My walk, however, has never stood on firmer or faster moving feet. God
has changed me radically and I don’t want to even think of taking any steps
backwards.
The funny thing is, if you
really asked me how I ended up where I am now, I couldn’t really begin to draw
you a map. The only thing I can honestly tell you is that I asked, in total
faith, to have a heart like Jesus. Not only did I ask for it but I started to
seek after it. Not only did I seek it but I started to reach for it. Not only
did I reach for it but I started to crave it. However, once I started to crave
it I realized that a comfortable thirst for Him was not enough. I recognized
that we are called for a lot more than easy, slide-of-hand Christianity. I saw
that my heart could not reach His face if I didn’t chase after Him. I knew that
I wasn’t vigorous enough, so I started to run.
Being that I am not a
particularly big fan of the literal act of running, I will confess that this
rapidly paced life was not an easy road.
I couldn’t seem to run fast enough and my latches to my flesh seemed to
drop like flies. I realized how much of myself was still of my own heart, so I
ran away from the human mold I had made for my liking faster than I could
comprehend. God showed me step after step and delivered change after change. My
world was whizzing by and all I could do was bust my buns to reach the drive
behind my run.
Once I made it through so
much world rocking, I couldn’t help but desire the same Jesus fever for others.
I started getting so crazy about wanting Him I couldn’t stop myself from
getting jacked up for everyone else. My heart was pounding and striving for more
and I wanted all of you to find yourselves as passionate as I am.
With all of that
motivation pumping in my blood, I want to leave you with a few temple ticklers.
In all that you do, do you strive for more or settle for less? Do you settle
for some of Christ and allow distractions to deter you from relentlessly seeking
after His heart? Do you accept casual walking pace or should you be running?
