I am completely hung up on this idea that “God never said He was safe, but He did say He is good and faithful.” He never said pick up your comforts and follow me, but he did say pick up your cross and follow me. The cross was a way to die, and instrument of torture and death, not a safe choice if you ask me. I have been thinking a lot about sacrifice and the different roles that can take and it all came out in this little thought and how He is calling me. Following Him does not equal a “safe”, happy go lucky life….
So my question is, what kills you?
What is it that you need to pick up and carry in order to follow Jesus? If we know that He is good and loving and is for us and not against us, why do we keep ourselves from freely following Him with reckless abandon, at any cost?
My guess is fear. I’m guilty of it. Then I remind myself that the word tells us in Philippians 4:6-7, “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” I know, I know easier said than done, but practicing this will build up your spiritual discipline and keep you focused on what matters – Christ.
I have been thinking about how there is nothing in my life I really need or truly want except Jesus. What will kill me to know Him more? Sacrificing, or giving up; My future? Those I love? My company? In my heart of hearts I know I would because I love Jesus That much more, but I hinder myself from fully living that out. My desire is not to live a life that meets the status quo of this world's standards, it’s to live a life of adventure and go where the wind blows or in this case, where the Holy Spirit moves.
Do you feel it? The sacrifice, the cross, the call?
Then let the wind blow and move what kills you.
