I have meant to write about the picture heading this article for a while now, but, for some reason, I just haven’t found the time.
Every weekday morning since that picture was taken, I would wake up, get dressed, and go to work. There were some days where it was harder to wake up, but I always managed to get up on time… Weekends also went by in a blur of activity or a pretense of activity. In all of that, my purpose had been forgotten, placed on the backburner.
Lately, other priorities have been taking precedence; ones that are more clearly affirmed than the calling of writing on a public blog that is read by few individuals.
The picture heading this article is of a bracelet I had worn since December of last year. It served as a reminder that God has given me a greater calling than what I can imagine, and it is my purpose to serve Him and to find out how to serve Him best. Mostly, I feel that God has taught me the power in the written word, and how it can affect the writer as much as the reader. I have been humbled and I have been honored, but mostly, I have been growing in gratitude and learning to be grateful and obedient even when it’s hard. I cannot claim perfect obedience, but I have grown, and that is a testament to God’s grace.
The bracelet finally wore off on Sunday night, November 6th. I took it off my wrist, and placed it on my coffee table, not fathoming the week that I would face. That week turned out to be one of the hardest weeks of my life. I faced challenges and sorrows that I never thought I would have to face, but through it all, God gave me His peace and His strength; a little of which came out through, “Jesus, Carry This Heavy Heart,” and “Joy in the Morning.” God did carry my heavy heart and He gave me His joy, yet my life has been turning to passivity rather than a passion for the Gospel.
After work, I would go home and watch TV or clean my house, instead of working out my physical flesh or applying myself to ministry and to writing. The days went by so fast, but this is the week that I start anew. Though it may be difficult to step into the routine of healthy living and investing in ministry, yet I know the journey will be worth it.
If you have found the time to read this far, then I hope you will find the time to join me on this week’s journey. I know what I hope to post tomorrow, but I have no idea what will come after that. Ultimately, I am praying that God will be glorified and that I will never forget my purpose in this life.
I am back, and by God’s grace, I will run and write through this race with endurance. Amen!