What Governs Your Soul?


"I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus."

Philippians 3:14 (King James Version)

That seems to be the only calling I know for my soul, at this stage in my life.

I only seek Jesus.

Nothing else matters but Jesus now.

The rains may come, the rains may go, the sun may come out, the clouds may hide the sun, people may not listen to me, or read my writings, my work may not be of value to this world, I may not make a mark in this world, but my love and devotion to Jesus is the only concern I have.

That love for the SAVIOR fills my heart.

My work stems from my heart, with Jesus directing it.

How very liberating it is to serve God alone!

There is peace in that knowledge.

Life on earth, is but a blink in God's eye.

Thus, I don't worry about what I'm going to wear, what I'm going to eat, where the money will come from, for I know that when my heart is focused on God alone, He will provide.

And, He has. 

The important thing is to trust, and have faith.

To believe completely in Jesus.

He is my hope, and my salvation.

How everything of the world pales in comparison to the might and power of the LORD.

How unimportant everything is.

How mundane everything has become!

How laughable our pre-occupation with things of the world are.

I can only look to the LORD each day.

Every time I feel tired, or unsure, I merely pray to Jesus.

To please give me strength, to guide the way, and that I be perfectly aligned with His spirit.

And that I do the work He created me to do.

I cannot think for myself anymore.

Even as I am a writer, and entrepreneur, all supply -- whether ideas, or income -- come from the LORD alone.

One day, I shall come home to Him.

And perhaps, if I am worth it, He shall have my name on the Book of Life.

In the meantime, I continue to walk behind Him, or more often, than not, I walk alongside Him, like a happy child, skipping, and hopping, holding His hand, and we swing arms, with Jesus laughing at my quirky, child-like ways, happy that I haven't changed.

Sometimes, I press my tiny face against His side, clutching at His hands with both of mine, and He laughs, knowing I love Him so!

This little child of His loves Him so!

And all become well in our world, just Christ and I.