God's Purpose or Mine?

 "We tend to think that if Jesus Christ compels us to do something and we are obedient to Him, He will lead us to great success.


We should never have the thought that our dreams of success are God's purpose for us. In fact, His purpose may be exactly the opposite.  


We have the idea that God is leading us toward a particular end or a desired goal, but He is not.  


The question of whether or not we arrive at a particular goal is of little importance, and reaching it becomes merely an episode along the way.  


What we see as only the process of reaching a particular end, God sees as the goal itself. 



What is my vision of God's purpose for me? 


Whatever it may be, His purpose is for me to depend on Him and on His power  now.


If I can stay  



and unconfused

while in the middle of the turmoil of life, the goal of the purpose of God is being accomplished in me.  



God is not working toward a particular finish--His purpose is the process itself. 


What he desires for me is that I see "Him walking on the sea" with no shore, no access, no goal in sight, but simply having the absolute certainty that everything is all right because I see "Him walking on the sea" (Mark 6:49).


It is the process, not the outcome, that is glorifying to God.  



God's training is for now, not later. His purpose is for this very minute, not for sometime in the future.  

We have nothing to do with what will follow our obedience, and we are wrong to concern ourselves with it. 

What people call preparation, God sees as the goal itself. 

God's purpose is to enable me to see that He can walk on the storms of my life right now. If we have a further goal in mind, we are not paying enough attention to the present time. 

However, if we realize that moment-by-moment obedience is the goal, then each moment as it comes is precious." 

-O.Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest


For some reason...

For some reason, you're still here.  


Have you ever really thought about that, truly?!  


You're still here. Breathing. Eating. Talking. Doing. Being.  


There must be a reason as to why. 


I challenge you to sincerely ask God, "God, why am I still here? Why do I get another day of life? What would you have me to do today? How do you want me to spend it?"  


Because for some reason, He found it necessary to keep you here another day. So, fill this day with reason.  



 "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it."-John 1:5

 "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it."-John 1:5

Love, Alicia  

Snacking on the world; feasting on what matters.

I used to be somewhat of a news junkie.  


I never used to care about the news until one night, back in 2008ish, I was flipping through the channels and saw a charismatic, blonde-haired character ranting and raving over some current social injustice.


I decided to pause for a bit and soak up the information she was so furiously spewing through my television screen. 


A little girl had been murdered in Orlando, Florida and her mother was suspect number one. 



The Caylee Anthony Case sucked me in like nothing else ever had before. I was obsessed with watching every episode of Nancy Grace from then on out. I DVR'ed it all. I watched the trial, I read the articles, I shared the drama on Facebook. That case had me so keyed up all of the time.  


When the case had run its course on national television; I stopped watching Nancy Grace altogether. I had found a new love; the king of cable news himself, Mr. Bill O'Reilly.


Then I discovered Hannity, and just stayed put to watch him go off on all things political as well. Every night, for two solid hours, I watched as my patient husband cringed through my nightly ritual.  


And then we moved....and got rid of cable. And thank goodness we did. 


I used to also spend time sharing various social media articles that purposely invited the wolves to bare their fangs. I'd spend hours sometimes debating and defending this or that article or statement. It was ridiculous what I was doing to myself. But I never recognized it at the time...I thought I was doing my part to change the world. 

Afterall, how else was I supposed to influence the world outside of my SAHM prison cell?! I can't discuss these things with my children...and I am more than just a diaper changer and a baby boob feeder.  



I used to gorge myself on the sadness of this world. I used to snack on those things that God wanted to offer me.  


I was spiritually emaciated, and, yet, severely obese all at once.


Maybe that obesity caused the beginnings of my anxiety. I was so overfilled with article after article and news story after newsworthy catastrophe, that there was no room left but to snack on God and His Word.  



I want to encourage you now, to put aside your need for constant information, and to fill that empty space with God. If that means you have to step away for a while from Facebook, Twitter, news feeds of all sorts or unfollow everyone for a season, then please do it. 

I think we can all do better in this area. It really is a struggle.  

Satan wants us to be distracted by these things. He wants you flustered and worked up and not filling up on God's promises. He wants us spiritually weak and anorexic.  



So, nibble on the world. Nibble a little here and there to stay current and to keep yourself from ignorance by omission. But draw the line there. 



Feast, gorge yourself on anything that God says is true, right, and worthy to be praised. Go for seconds, thirds, fourths. "Inhale heaven and exhale God" ...do it. Bask in His goodness. Seek His face. 


Let Him be your newsfeed.