Although helping Red the dinosaur, going out with the Brownies, and trying to solve mysteries involving Babies in Bubble-Burg is fun, I can’t help but love the adventure I have on the inside a lot more. Today, instead of telling you about an adventure from my imagination, I’m going to tell you about an adventure I’ve had in my heart.
Yesterday, as we were driving to swim team, we were listening to a CD by Rush of Fools. Nothing strange, we listen to it often. But once again my imagination was soaring. I pictured myself in front of a crowd, not big but still a crowd, singing my heart out. Let’s face it, we all run away with our imaginations sometimes. But as I pictured myself singing, I also pictured people’s faces changing and them getting caught up in the song. Their lives were being changed by the words.
But something was missing. Not from the crowd, but from me. I couldn’t help but ask myself “Is my voice going out, or up?” In other words, was I singing to show the crowd, or even “help” the crowd, or was I singing that song of praise for God? Every word? Not just some? I thought about it and realized, every day I was traveling through life for me, I might have been “living for God” but I was doing it so that other people would see Him in me. Yes, I want that, but that isn’t what I should be focusing on.
I shouldn’t be a Christian for me.
I shouldn’t be a Christian for others.
I should be a Christian, a child, for God. He created me. I should belong totally and fully to Him. I mean, He died for me, the least I can do is live for him.
And I can’t help but ask myself “Is that so hard?”
Even if people don’t see me any different on the outside right now, I can still be completely satisfied that God lives within me, and showing God’s grace will come in time. Don’t expect to be a saint right away.
So, if I were to ask you anything, a favor, a question, anything, I would ask you to accept His grace. And if you have, ask Him to direct every move and every thought of yours. And like I said, you can’t expect to be a “perfect Christian”, we humans are never perfect. (And just because I said human doesn’t mean that you can call yourself an alien. Smile.)
I challenge you today to at least give it a shot.
Trust me, it’s totally worth it.
Well, goodbye for now. I can’t wait to see what happens when people read this. Smile-Kayla
