whatever

This week has been ridiculously, unseasonably hot. I have spent way too much time complaining about and avoiding the heat. This morning as I was leading worship for church we sang the old stand by 10,000 Reasons. As we sang the first verse it struck me once again.

The sun comes up it’s a new day dawning, 
It’s time to sing your song again.
Whatever may pass and whatever lies before me,
Let me be singing when the evening comes.

That word, whatever. 

That’s a word that is said flippantly all the time but when you put it in the context that song is saying it in, it’s huge.

Whatever.

Not just a few things that may come into our days.

WHATEVER may pass and WHATEVER lies before.

After that I taught my Sunday school class a song. This song talks about following Jesus under any circumstance. There is a verse in it that really tugs at my heart. It says,

When I find myself so far from home
And You lead me somewhere I don't wanna go
Even in my death, I'll follow You
Even in my death, I'll follow You

I found myself explaining that verse to the kids trying to help them understand the pull between the Holy Spirit and our flesh. About how everything we desire needs to line up with God’s desires. It means dying to ourselves daily and following God no matter what.

It’s so hard to do. It’s so easy not to.

I read an article this week that said the world was supposed to have ended yesterday. 

I keep asking myself, what if it had? 

Would I be satisfied with my life?

Would I be satisfied with the way I spent my time? With how I served the Lord? With how I loved others? 

Am I living the Life I want to live? A life totally and completely sold out to my Savior?

The sad truth is that the answer is...

No.

I am not. 

But somehow, I think I have finally wandered back out of the warfare woods to a place where I WANT to WANT to.

My flesh is week.

I have given into it FAR to many times in my life, but I want to put it to death. 

I don’t know if you’ve noticed but music really speaks to me. As a young girl maybe 19 or 20 I heard these words in an old Steve Green song and they changed my perspective. 

I’ll let go of my ambition
Cut the roots that run too deep
I will learn to give away
What I cannot really keep
What I cannot really keep
Help me see with eyes of faith
Give me strength to run this race
I will go Lord where Your glory is unknown
I will live for You alone
I will go because my life is not my own
I will go

I want that to be true. All the time, I tell my clients stories of people most of the world may never know about but I think were amazing. 

I don’t just want to be a woman who tells stories, I want to live a life worthy of telling stories about. 

If the world ended tomorrow I want to go knowing that I have lived well.


I want to live each day ready for the whatever, resting in the fact that God is good and fully in control of all things. I want to live a life that shows people, no matter what...I am loved by the Creator of the world and He has my whole heart.

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