Life Perspective

Life's funny sometimes, isn't it? It's so easy sometimes to forget our real purpose. 

But then you look back over the course of your life. You remember so many months of difficult change last year when all you wanted was to be fully happy again and to have life easy again. And yet, how strange it is when life is finally at calm again and you find yourself praying for more spiritual challenges. Because all your soul longs to do is the hard things for Him. 

You look back over your life and you see Him in every word of your story. You feel Him in every fiber of your being. You remember His works full well: the healing of the growth on your brain in your mother's womb and His hand on your life as you might've been strangled by your umbilical cord before birth. You remember the near dog attack as a child when you might've been mauled and the accidents in which you might've broken your neck or suffered brain injuries. You remember your fights with pneumonia and the succeeding month of slow recovery. You remember your struggle with self-image and His presence with you in that time when so many girls turn to starving themselves or to cutting or even worse, to taking their very life. You see His glory in every tear that has fallen from your eyes, in every passion He's given and every passion He's taken away. In every relationship He's brought together and every relationship He's caused to fall apart. In every friendship He's gifted you with and in the love He put in your heart for someone and the privilege He gave you in calling you to intercede for that someone. You remember the lives He's allowed you to be His vessel to use to touch, the spiritual and prophetic dreams He's given you, and the experience of almost hearing His audible voice for yourself with your own ears. 

My God is real and the sovereignty and glory of my Lord is woven within every thread of my story with every breath that He has allowed me to breathe. How could I possibly desire to do any less than the hard things for Him?

"O LORD, you have searched me and known me! 

You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. 

You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways.

Even before a word is on my tongue,

behold, O LORD, you know it altogether.

You hem me in, behind and before,

and lay your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.

Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?

If I ascend to heaven, you are there!

If I make my bed in the depths, you are there!

If I take the wings of the morning

and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me.

If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,

when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!

How vast is the sum of them!

If I would count them, they are more than the sand. 

I awake, and I am still with you.

Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts!

And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!"

"The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O LORD, endures forever.

Do not forsake the work of your hands." 

-Psalms 139:1-18, 23&24; 138:8