I actually have been wanting to write something, ANYTHING, for awhile now but just could not muster up the "Get it!" to do so. However, it is a nice 62 degrees outside, and at least 7 degrees cooler inside our tile and concrete block home. Jen and Lucy are learning about the letter 'S' across the table from me. I am wearing shorts, a hoodie, and socks. Coffee in the mug and some pretty decent tunes in the background. Feeling it a little bit this morning.
But not just am I feeling it, I actually have been thinking a lot about our family lately, and how we got here where we are, and what we have learned since we have been here. Obedience has been kind of a big topic in our house lately, and no, not just because we have a 3 year old living amongst us, but also because it is a battle we continuously fight as adults, and man is it a confusing and difficult path.
Before I met Jen, I remember the constant fight of trying to figure out the "perfect plan and path" that God had for my life. I spent most of my time completely stagnant asking, and justified it as "waiting". I knew the desires of my heart, but just did not know how to make them happen. One thing became very clear after SEVERAL years of waiting for that perfect opportunity. I was wrong in my waiting. Partially because I was terrified of walking outside of the "perfect plan and path" that God had for me. I actually turned down amazing opportunities because I was so scared of making a wrong decision! God is faithful and I am living my dream, but it was somewhat of an ugly path to get here.
What if God's only perfect plan and path for you is that you actually stop worrying about the perfect plan/path and just love Him with all your heart? Do we actually put ourselves in a religious trap by thinking what we do is more important? Does worrying about the perfect path/plan actually make our faith more about works than about loving the Lord our God with all of our heart and with all our soul and with all our mind? Does it actually prevent us from loving our neighbor as ourself?
Obedience is actually the first step. Obedience is the first call. But obedience to what? To love. True selfless love towards Him. As missionaries it is amazing how often we fall away from that first call of obedience. How easy it is to sometimes view our ministry as a job, rather than an act of worship. God has been rocking our hearts when it comes to this mindset. We must all stop waiting and start doing. Start loving Him with all your heart, soul, and mind.
May He be known and glorified through all that we do!