Today I was speaking with some ladies about how quickly time has gone. I reflect on that sometimes and it amazes me…. It was just Friday. And now it’s Friday again. And what have I gotten done? I worked 8:30-4:30 all week. I earned money to pay my bills and put towards my race. I was lucky enough to see my best friend for the first time in forever yesterday, but that usually doesn’t happen. And now tomorrow is going to be Saturday, and then church on Sunday, then it’s back to the daily grind on Monday.
And it’s driving me nuts.
Certainly there’s more to life?
I am so discontent. And that’s okay. I should be discontent. If I were to fall into the trap of contentment and complacency, I would fall short of what God calls me to do. I read something once that said something like “God’s calling upon one’s life is where your passion meets furthering His kingdom.” Or something like that. Well I know I’m not passionate about what I do now. It’s mindless work that only is concerned about the bottom dollar.
I go to work to make money to pay for bills and pay for gas I use to go to my job to make money. It’s just a never-ending circle.
Well, I don’t want to work to make money. I don’t want to live for the weekend, or think about ‘making that dollar’. I want to spend my life building relationships and sharing the love of Jesus with others. I want more than this society that always pushes for more. More money. More stuff. More time, because all of our time is spent working to make money to buy stuff and pay for stuff.
I want to lead a simple life where money is not a motivation.
I want to be a missionary. It might not always be simple. It might not always be easy. And it’s certainly not a lucrative choice in the eyes of the world. But luckily the opinions of this world don’t matter. It’s only the opinion of my Father that hold in high esteem.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to just live and love. That’s all I want from my time here on this earth.
