I admit my heart is always pondering whether I’ve done enough for the King and Kingdom. Have I obeyed quickly? Missed a moment? Pressed into His heart enough to hear more clearly?

 

It has always been my heart’s desire to be sure I fulfilled everything Christ Jesus created me for. I know that it is important to my entire family line in ways that may not be seen immediately.

 

Seasons have come and gone. I’ve grown with Christ through pains and joys. I’ve seen His awe and wonder and beautiful adventurous heart. I’ve seen his unwavering affection too for those He is desperately trying to set free. I’ve felt also His emotions as He dwells in me. His grief for those who choose the cares of the world instead of His life lived on purpose. I’ve also seen His joy as it’s bubbled up in me as someone thanked me for setting them free. It was surely Him and not me, but He loves to show me how He can use a nobody to accomplish His will.

 

I’ve known His extravagant love as He has protected my mind from traumatic breaks that might try to take me under once and for all and I’ve watched as He has cautiously and patiently led me into greener pastures even when my naive heart was stupid enough to choose barren lands again and again.

 

Don’t be fooled.

 

I’ve ran from Him as much as I’ve pursued Him. I’ve run from my calling. I’ve run from persecution. I’ve run from pain. Each time He kept coming for me nudging me to trust Him and believe that all things really would work together for my good.

 

I’ve pitched more fits than most I imagine and I’ve certainly tested His patience with volatile questions and a frustrated heart at times. It appears I am unable to activate the much deserved lightening rod in pained moments. He is LONG….suffering.

 

I’ve quit a thousand times again and again but honestly, I’m hooked. Trust me, He knows it…

 

Hooked on His love. Hooked on His character. Hooked on His Word. Hooked on all that He is. Hooked on how He can transform any life. Hooked on His zealousness for mankind. Hooked on how much He adores a good underdog. Hooked on how He chooses the weak. Hooked on His supernatural ways and wisdom.

 

Hooked. Plain and simple.

 

I couldn’t stop even if I tried. He is part of who I am and who I’ve become.

 

There is no season where He will not compel you towards new assignments and new endeavors if you’re willing. Many aren’t. There are always prisoners, always orphans, and always those lost. There is also always a desperate need to strengthen the brethren.

 

I suppose I’ll take my final breath when I’m all done here on earth. Until then, it’s onward Christian soldier.

 

It’s an awesome thing to wake up daily and ask what kind of adventure Jesus is gonna take you on.

 

One thing I’ve never been while following Christ…

 

…is bored…