I'm sitting at Cafe Diem, listening to a sermon by Haddon Robinson and watching an impromptu concert that's apparently scheduled for right now. My car is in the parking lot with the back seat full of the stuff I'm taking home for Christmas break, and I've been in a little bit of a . . . . . wistful mood all afternoon. I don't know why, but every time I leave Faith for a somewhat extended period of time, I'm always a little sad to go; joyous both that I'll have a chance to serve elsewhere for a time and that I'll be back soon enough, but still. . . .
I don't know if this is true of everyone, but I suspect it is to a point: when I'm away from the structured life and the plethora of amazing, godly friends, I seem to tend to forget about God and my walk with Him. It's not intentional, but in being unintentional, I'm still making the choice not to live in light of eternity. I coast. I take a break. And I don't want to this Christmas. All afternoon I've had the phrase "Chri-ist the sa-vior is boo-ooorn!" THAT's what this break is all about, and that's the reason I live my life as I do--because of a baby who became a man who died for my sins and conquered death!
Dear friend, live life intentionally this break, and do keep in mind the summons to which you are called: a higher calling, a more beautiful life lived not because of what you do, but because of what He has done. So go, and LIVE!
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