Friday, February 25, 2011

The Call

"Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?’ And I said, ‘Here am I. Send me!’” (Isaiah 6:8).

I am here for a reason. My being here has purpose. It has intent.

At times I start to believe I’m insignificant, that I don’t really matter. But there’s no truth in that.

God has called me by name. He has given me a life to live on this earth, and that life has purpose.

That purpose is to share the Gospel. To tell others how much God means to me. How life isn’t worth living without Him. Hopefully this is evident in the very way I live my life.

In addition to this, He has called me to be a mother. He’s given me a beautiful gift in my daughter, one I don’t take for granted. He has created me to be the perfect mother for this little girl. My strengths and weaknesses (and those of my husband) are knitted together in a way that will help to best raise this child.

He has called me to be a wife. He’s blessed me with a wonderful husband, one whom I’m called to love and support day-in and day-out.

He has called me to be a writer. He has put words upon my fingers, and given me an unquenchable desire to share them with the word. If the desire wasn’t there, I wouldn’t write.

He has called me to live my entire life for Him.

What has God called you to in this life? Are you answering that call, or ignoring it?

Friday, February 18, 2011

The Coal

Reading: Isaiah 3-6; 2 Corinthians 12

"Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for” (Isaiah 6:6-7 NIV).

This morning I felt my human nature well up inside of me. I woke up to a crying baby, who continued to cry for the next two hours. I was filled with woe-is-me type thoughts, filled with grumbles and complaints.

Until I stopped and admitted that once again I needed a touch from my Savior.

Once again I needed Him to place a coal upon my lips and make me worthy.

Worthy to come into his presence.

Worthy to enter the throne of grace.

Once again I needed to be reminded of all of the blessings in my life.

Blessings that are hard to see what I have a crabby, stuffy nosed baby on my hands.

And so I turned to prayer.

I turned to scripture.

I turned to my Savior to feel his heeling touch.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Whole-hearted Living

Reading: 2 Chronicles 24-26; 2 Corinthians 11:1-15

“He did what was right in the eyes of the LORD, but not wholeheartedly” (2 Chronicles 25:2 NIV).

Amaziah King of Judah did what was right, but not with all of his heart. He knew the rules, he knew how to play the game, but his heart wasn’t in it. How many Christians have I meant like that? How many Christians know how to say the right words, act the right way, but don’t feel it deep inside? I really don’t have an answer to that. And I’m not here to cast stones. Instead, I’m here to look at my own life and ask if I have always lived my life wholeheartedly for God. I hope I have. I hope that others see that this life I live isn’t just an outward act, but an inward love. I hope they see that I truly love God wholeheartedly, with all that I am. I hope that see all of this.

What does the word “wholeheartedly” mean to you?