| | All new posts should be at http://www.tfcnw.org/Director's_Blog, but I couldn't help cross-posting this.
"Better than Drugs", "Comatose" and "Falling Inside the Black" were the perfect songs for this Saturday morning 6am run. Not that I'm preoccupied with feeling God -- that's not the issue. No, I'm preoccupied with walking even halfway in the path He's called me to. I am called to be a visionary, but I'm too preoccupied to seek vision. I'm called to be a leader, but I have nothing in which to lead. I wallow in the muck of mediocrity and compromise because I've forgotten that true living is about the exertion of the last mile in the little things: to complete what God's called me to do and to complete it well. There's something about late nights and a whatever-it-takes attitude that was lost somewhere between college and the working world. His Work, His Kingdom, deserves my everything. Whatever He wants to take. No more compromise ministry.
(I'm not talking about "ministry" proper, here, the thinking up and execution of programs. I'm talking about investing in people's lives one-on-one and about faithfully preaching His Word in a way that is worthy. Hang the programs.)
(I'm not talking about lowering the priority of my family. Far from it. What will likely happen is sacrifices in one direction to finish the task well and then a reverse sacrifice to spend quality time with my family. And I do believe they will be re-energized by a husband and daddy with purpose, heart and passion.)
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| | Posted 11/18/2006 7:00 AM - 35 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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