This is a post I contemplated even writing… I don’t feel like the message is something I can recreate in the way He did. And the other 1/2 of me has been intimidated by Can You Stay For Dinner? (A phenomenal blog, you must visit- in fact, I’d say if you only have 5 minutes, read hers before you read mine!)
Anyways, the way hearts were moved in church last Sunday was thrilling. He spoke to my heart, to the person sitting beside me (you know who you are;), to so many broken people in one room. And I hope as I type the next few paragraphs, that He works in you too… & that you see this not as some type of advice or sermon, but as sharing between one broken yet loved believer and another, both living in abundant grace because no matter how each day unfolds, the God of this nation and Creator of this universe has a plan for us greater than any of us could dream. (Even me… who dreams quite crazy things at times!!)
I jotted down notes from Pinelake-Starkville on the final page of my planner… which should already tell you something about me… I can’t say I know many people who take their agendas to church, but mine ends up in my car, in class, at Phi Mu, even in the shower. (ok, that was an exaggeration but my phone has visited- I needed good music- whats a girl to do?!)
The main purpose of the live streamed sermon Sunday morning was this
God wants to be the supreme passion in my life, ours really.
||the object of an intense desire
And why wouldn’t He be our passion, the number one thing we seek after in life? Because His yoke is easy? Because His burden is light? or because we are selfish? self absorbed? control freaks?
For me, it’s that last part. I am selfish, wanting all my time to myself. I am self absorbed, putting all the focus on myself. And I am a control freak.
“Is it possible we love and rely on food more than we love and rely on God?”
Now for you, food may be nothing more than fuel for your body, but for me, food was at the heart of an uncontrollable battle I fought for so many years. Anything can become a detracted focus in life. It doesn’t have to be porn, drugs, alcohol, it can be something as simple as an eating disorder, control, friends.
The trails of life indicate where you frequent, where most of our time is spent… Are the pages of your Bible bent to no end because you spend hours each day reading the love letter of all love letters? or is your iPhone running out of battery because you’ve spent 43 hours in a day (yes, I know there are only 24… but I wish for more!) reading trashy gossip and your oh so important Twitter feed?
I am guilty, oh so guilty.
Where are your trails leading to? What is your passion?
We will never be perfect, but at least we are loved perfectly, by someone so perfect.
Psalm 34:10 But those who seek the Lord lack no good thing.
May we be urged today to set our hearts toward the only thing that can bring us true satisfaction in this life,