So, I decided I will start using this post to share the stuff God is teaching me also. As I said in yesterdays post, I have been really processing the idea of our life here on earth and death and what that all means... not the casual stuff we usually blurt but what it really means deep in our hearts.
When I was called into full time ministry that was huge for me because I had always wanted passionately for my life to really mean something, to be a part of a huge grand adventure. At the time I was "stuck" as a custodian, cleaning for a living, something I hate to do. I never thought I could do what I love the most... art and to serve the things that matter, bringing people to Christ or helping them to grown in Him. Of course, now I am doing both. I serve as a graphic designer for missionaries and Christian workers, helping them to communicate the message of what they are doing for the Kingdom, as well as mentoring women at our ministry church Northwood. It is very fulfilling.
As I look at this I wonder how I could have gotten so stuck in depression over the last year. It is a growing though, a learning of how to lean on God's strength and how to fully trust Him, even when He is taking your life (which is really His) in a life you do not want or did not envision for yourself.
Anyway, in the midst of this I ran across a quote in the book "The Chosen" by Chaim Potok. It really said all the stuff I have been thinking about so clearly. This is a passage where the father is explaining his passion for serving to his son.
"Human beings do not live forever, Reuvan, we live less than the time it takes to blink and eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life. There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye?"
"I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant. Do you understand what I am saying? A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life. It is hard work to fill one's life with meaning. that I do not think you understand yet. A life filled with meaning is worthy of rest. I want to be worthy of rest when I am no longer here......
Merely to live, merely to exist -what sense is there to it? A fly also lives."
. I am not saying that we earn our salvation, but that I want my life to be one that was worth living, that wasn't just drifted through... that God will say to me concerning the works that He has set for me from the foundation of the world.."Well done! May we all make sure that our lives count for something... for eternity.
Love
Teri
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