“[I feel a] deep urge to be moving above this slough of mediocrity which seems to characterize my days. Father, if these strong currents be flesh-driven, stanch and slay them. But if they can be sublimated, channeled, into courses which will do Thy service, then intensify them, mobilize them, give them direction.” – Jim Elliot
Lord, I have given my life to you, to use for whatever you will. Help me to be unlike Ananias and Sapphira who said that they gave everything but secretly held back.
Matthew 5 says, “Blessed are those who mourn.” If the beatitudes are a progression then we must all mourn, but what, exactly will we mourn? Maybe we must mourn ourselves, for only if we die to ourselves can we truly be a useful tool in the service of our King. Hmm… If I am visiting my own funeral, I will not mourn the loss of my own life, but instead, the part of my life I have wasted. That is the true loss. I lament.
“If I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home.” – Rich Mullins
