What this little girl is made of...
Today is one of those days where I truly am resting on the promises of God and not my own feelings. It has been a journey of a year (well life), but this year especially has flown by and busy as ever. However through it all I cannot tell you how close I feel to the Lord. I have begun to realize that this life isn't about what you "do" per say. I mean it is in the sense, but i'm talking what I personally accomplish via my lists, jobs, etc. It is about how I LIVE. Doing things I have found are different than living things. It is easy to get caught up in the mundane things of life and the day to day chores and checklists (we like our lists). I have realized I exist for more, for a greater purpose. Each day shouldn't be about just wanting to get through today...big ugh or sigh...but, rather how we lived that day. There is freedom in pursuing to Glorify God on a daily basis. It gives us purpose and joy. When I sit and ponder Christ and who He is and how He desires a relationship with me, I kick a nice kick in the butt. He is my all...He is my abba...He is my rabbi...He is my love...He is my purpose. Even when I fail, He loves me still. I was made to reflect Him.
My brethren, let me say, be like Christ at all times. Imitate him in "public." Most of us live in some sort of public capacity—many of us are called to work before our fellow-men every day. We are watched; our words are caught; our lives are examined—taken to pieces. The eagle-eyed, argus-eyed world observes everything we do, and sharp critics are upon us. Let us live the life of Christ in public. Let us take care that we exhibit our Master, and not ourselves—so that we can say, "It is no longer I that live, but Christ that lives in me."
Instead of complaining at his lot, a contented man is thankful that his condition and circumstances are no worse than they are. Instead of greedily desiring something more than the supply of his present need, he rejoices that God still cares for him. Such an one is "content" with such as he has (Heb. 13:5).
—Arthur W. Pink