I built an altar in the field that day and put myself on it. I don’t know if I understood how pivotal that moment would be when I turned aside from everything screaming for my attention. Jesus did though, and He was waiting for me. I didn’t ask Him for anything that day, except to keep me. I gave myself to Him. Again.
You can be new again.
I choose You Jesus when the way is clear… I choose You when the storm rages on… keep my mind stayed on You… I choose You… when the blessings flow…. when the obstacles loom and I’m not sure which way to go… when everyone walks away… Because at the end of the day, it’s all about You, Jesus.
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Dave is the worship leader at his church, a professional musician, writer, motivational speaker, my home schooled children’s music teacher, employer, mentor and friend. He’s only twenty-six. I’m old enough to be his mom. For me, he floats. Sometimes he’s like a son, or younger brother. He’s a fellow creative type. And sometimes he’s The Preacher. He’s always my brother in the Lord. He is also the person most responsible for pulling me out of hiding my writing.
I gave Dave the book Not a Fan, and, “Come and Die,” is his favorite quote from it. (Mine is, “God doesn’t do consulting. He does God.”) When Jesus said we must take our up our cross, He was saying we each have a calling, but there is a price. We will have to leave our comfort zone, be inconvenienced.
Jesus said, “For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it.” Matthew 16:25 NKJV. This means Jesus’ plans for our lives and the needs of others must take precedent over our own. We apprehend our calling and fulfillment as we serve Christ and pour our lives into others. We are created for Him, so we may know Him and bring others to Him. Jesus is asking us to exchange control of our temporal life, for an inheritance of eternal life with Him. He died for us, so He calls us to live, and even die for Him. The difference is, He is worthy of dying for; we are not. But he loves us anyway. He calls us to Him just as we are, but loves us too much to leave us to our own way.