BUT,
as we went through the various historical pieces that play a huge
part in this role, it was the ending questions that really caught my
heart when we headed into prayer, and communion. One question in
particular spoke to me, in both conviction and explicit wonder. The
question was simple:
What
are you chasing after?
Instantly,
I wanted to put my hand in the air and proclaim “Jesus.” But, I
know first hand that God doesn't appreciate lying. And I didn't want
to be a liar.
In my
life, I have pursued many things, and I have made many things into
“gospels,” like we talked about in church. I have proclaimed the
good news about love, and dead end romances. I have proclaimed the
news of fashion, and materialism, and the other capitalistic ventures
that make me a good American.
I have
lived for so many gospels that bring nothing but death. But I want
the one that brings me life, and life abundant.
I'm
realizing that lately, I have chased two things: meaning for my life
via a job, or occupation, that lines up with what I want to do with
the rest of my life, and a relationship that I had a different vision
for than what it currently is.
These
two things that I have chased have overwhelmed my life entirely at
different moments, but also have brought joy to my life. I have seen
God's hand in both of them, but I have also seen my own selfish hand
in there trying to make things happen that simply couldn't.
When
John Mark asked this question tonight, I knew that I couldn't lie...I
had been living for other gospels, and chasing after things that
weren't always of God.
I need
His discipline, and I need His love to remind me that when I chase
after Him, I am not only chasing after what is good, holy, and right,
but I am chasing after what is TRUE.
I want
to worship the Lord that has given me life, grace, mercy, truth, and
love, not the gods that I fashion out of my own desires.
I
believe in the gospel of Jesus Christ, and I want Him to be in charge
of my life.
Lord,
let me chase after you with all of my heart. Meet me with open arms,
I pray.
In
Christ,
Lilia
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