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What's the One Thing In My Life?


I grew up in the sweeping attitude called "we can have it all?"  Where has that thinking led us?  

Ragged and worn.

Frustrated.

Fragmented.

Death brings us all back down to earth and back to reality.  Death is the chance for us to look ourselves squarely in the eye and ask, "What in the world really matters here?"  

What is the one thing that I want to focus on in the days and years to come.  Whose dream am I following? God's? Mine? The one God placed within my heart?  The desire He created?  

Am I in it to win it...for who?  For what?

Am I living like this life is all there is or am I living in preparation and anticipation of the life that is to come?

If I live my live focused on me and what I want then I have missed the boat entirely.  I've not even landed on the railing and am just dangling about bashing my head on the side of it. 

 Like a lost yo yo at the end of a string.

I want to live curled up in God's hands to be released and brought back to Him as He desires.  To let go of control and let His hand guide and direct me.

Am I taking big risks for Him by stepping away from Him?  

 
The BIGGEST risk?  Living completely In His hands.  Vulnerable.  Completely naked of everything that is my own making.  Resting and Waiting in Him.  

How do I live for the one thing in my life?  How do I make my dreams come true, complete my mission, identify goals and objectives and meet them in my life?

I have to lose them first.

I was trying to figure out how to live completely for God while all the while "doing what I have to" here with my relationships, health, money etc.  

Put another way, "how to I live with my hand on his and my feet going where I want them to go?

So free bird life?  Do what feels right?  

Follow my gut?  I have tried and failed with that method.

Make my mission Him.  Do what He tells me to do.  Write my goals based on what He wants for me to do.  He tells me to give.  He tells me me to work.  He tells me to pay off debt.  He tells me to be healthy.  

 Those are not separate but rather they are an act of obedience.  

So...what is the One Thing in My Life?  

I want to Know Him. 
Really.








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