John 17:3, "And this is eternal life, that they know you the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you have sent."
Today was...incredible. I woke up feeling quite fragile. Unhappy. Distressed. Concerned for my soul because I knew my joy was not in Christ and I was busily trying to fill achy heart with self. I amaze myself sometimes. I know the truth--but I decide it's all too much work and instead I will think about myself. It's easy to get used to doing the right things and you begin to think--oh, I got this!! But oh no, we cannot serve others fully if we are not feeding our own souls. We cannot love others if we are not in prayer for our own souls and on behalf of theirs. Christ must be our all in all. Not our feelings (or 'dem feels doe!!' as Dave would call them when he's calling me out on this...of which he repeated approx. 126 times today).
The easiest solution is most likely NOT the best solution. Our human nature is to short cut--(hey, if I focus on myself that'll make me happy right?)--no. The hard thing is to focus on God's glory--(because why would thinking of how awesome God is make me feel better about myself...?) It most likely will not make you feel better about yourself. But it WILL give you a proper view of yourself, God, and this world.
When this passing world is done,
When has sunk yon glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o’er life’s finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
When has sunk yon glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o’er life’s finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
When I hear the wicked call,
On the rocks and hills to fall,
When I see them start and shrink
On the fiery deluge brink,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
On the rocks and hills to fall,
When I see them start and shrink
On the fiery deluge brink,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
When I stand before the throne,
Dressed in beauty not my own,
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart,
Then Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
Dressed in beauty not my own,
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with unsinning heart,
Then Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
When the praise of Heav’n I hear,
Loud as thunders to the ear,
Loud as many waters’ noise,
Sweet as harp’s melodious voice,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
Loud as thunders to the ear,
Loud as many waters’ noise,
Sweet as harp’s melodious voice,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
Not till then—how much I owe.
Chosen not for good in me,
Wakened up from wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Savior’s side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.
Hidden in the Savior’s side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.
Love this song from church Sunday :)
Have a good week my friends!
-Lydia