Tonight I found myself in an all too familiar-as-of-late place, asking the same question..."God what do you want me to dooooo?" I'm ready, I'm willing, but I'm still directionless.
Then in my car as I asked the question for the billionth time God was like "I want you to stop worrying about what you're supposed to do." Ok....dangit. When God speaks so clearly like that even I can't come up with a clever retort. I find myself speechless and reminded, ever so lovingly, that it is all about Him.
ALL about Him.
Q: Where am I supposed to be? A: My place, my home is in Christ
Q: What am I supposed to be doing? A: Loving God, loving people. Pouring my life out before Him
Q: Who am I supposed to be? A: A daughter of the King, seeking out who that is by being in His Word and dying to the world's standards of myself and letting myself be defined by Him and Him alone.
All of these things are right in front of us. When I take my focus off of myself and put it back on Him, then and only then do I get back on track. It takes me doing this every second sometimes until it becomes habit, and even then it's takes constant refocus. EVERYTHING is about Him, loving Him, honoring Him, serving Him, worshiping Him.
After all, He made it all about us.
