All about Him

I mentioned envy earlier this week while I was promoting the posts of the Compassion Bloggers. I hate to admit it but I tend to turn an ugly shade of green when others go off to do big things for God, even more so when those things involve Africa.  Our time there was brief, but long enough to leave a lifelong hunger to return.

I am in a continual process of surrender
shaving off bits and pieces of my self
offering them to be consumed,
saved for later, or cast aside
Use whatever You can
I murmur to my Lord
Leave what You don't need
lying by the side of the road
but take the rest of me
I am willing to be willing

With confidence I pray
I will go anywhere
I will do anything
for I belong to You
knowing it is not my strength
but Yours
so I am both reconciled and bold

but...

as days, weeks, months and years
pile one upon the other
fear wiggles in
a familiar enough voice
sounding very much like my own says
What if He has no use for you at all?

it sends a shiver through my spirit
for yes, I want my life to count for something

In my trembling and confession
I hear a voice more solid
even as He whispers
It isn't about your life
When you go, and go you will,
it will be all about Me

and I reminded once again to die...

Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you'll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.
 Colossians 3:3-4 The Message




Sharing with Emily and those who fall short of perfection but walk on in grace...