...sometimes I find,
sometimes I awake and see that I'm spending
all
this
time
building up my identity, my personality, my style. Just like everyone else in this world.
I live and work to do that so much.
And, as a follower of Christ, I shouldn't do that.
It isn't right.
That is not my focus. Not my goal. It is not my purpose, the point of this vapor life. The destination at the end of this narrow, craggy road is not attained by seeking worldly satisfaction in abundant possessions and a created identity. My confidence should not come from myself. It's the splintered, bloodied wood. The price that was payed, the atonement of that beautiful Son of Man -
that's the key. It is what has given me life. That is the reason my soul is awake and redeemed.
I should be following him, with all my heart.
Not trying to build up my life and my person to be shown to others. I get lost in doing it, so much.
2 comments:
yeah.
Not ignoring it.
And, for some reason, I like the Lyssa. No one ever writes my name like that on paper. They say it outloud all the time, but no one ever writes it.
It looks (and feels) differant written down...
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