Have you ever watched those documentary’s where we humans are view as some science project? You see people scurrying on a busy sidewalk in their business suits and designer clothes, and those in hospital scrubs and messenger carriers with headphones and bike shorts on. Do you ever get that those are real people? I mean when I look at that stuff I am totally disconnected to the fact that those are real people who have real emotions and feelings, and that they all have life and family, and jobs. It doesn’t really ever hit me. But today God finally gave me a different perspective. He let me see out of the narrow spectrum. For such a long time I have viewed my job as the thing I am dependent on because it is the place I go to work so that I can get money to pay bills and do things. I scurry around like a mouse searching for cheese. All I want is a nibble, I mean really I just want some sense of purpose instead of anxiously chomping at the mere aroma of cheddar or mozzarella. How dumb is that?! Most of you are thinking…its not dumb its reality…right?! Well usually I would agree but God has a significantly different view on jobs. You see our God is the God who created everything. Now really, I want you to stop and try to think about something that wasn’t created by God?! If he is the God who created everything and moves everything and can do ANYTHING….and I am his daughter THAN WHY IN THE WORLD DO I LIVE LIKE I AM HELPLESS AND TRAPPED and that I have to work for stuff?!?!?!?!!? He is my freaking DAD!!!! He didn’t give me a job because I needed it to survive in this world he gave me a job so that I had something to do while he provided all of the things I needed and even some of the things I want. God is so deep!
He showed me through so many things that my job is not only to cultivate and teach me but it’s to be around other people so they can see who my dad is. So they can look and say hey can I have what you have?!!? Of course you can! For once I saw my job not as a little box that I am chained to, or a science project where I am observed and tormented by the overwhelming promise of cheese, but then never getting even a nibble. I have a job so that I am forced out of my house, so that I interact with people. I have a job because if I didn’t have one I would sit in the Palace of my God and king and would bask in the glory that he says is for me because I am his daughter. Well lets face it that is what I would like to say I would do but to be honest I would get lazy. God doesn’t want lazy kids, lazy kids don’t get Gods heart, neither do the scared ones. God’s heart if you see it…..if you ever seek it out enough to see it….it is beautiful. It is so deep. You can’t even fathom its depths just like eternity. And when you see or when you get to see a glimpse of God’s heart it drives you. It becomes the sole force propelling you to do anything. It’s not sacrifice its passion! So many brothers and sisters sit thinking they are not entitled to this passion because it is God, and that they can’t go to him and ask for something like that…but that is a lie and you fall into the trap of false humility aka pride! And it eats away at our very being It makes us cowards and bitter. He clothed us in rags so that we may be able to reach other people. And as we are dressed in rags we do not take on the identity of those around us, we are not defined by our rags but what is in our hearts and who our heritage comes from. We are dressed in rags to disguise ourselves amidst the brokenness. But joy comes in the morning because I know I am one day closer to being home…..my home, my place of refuge, my resting place is the Kingdom of God. I can’t wait to be with him, but for now I will live life the way he shows me to live it…..free. I am not caged, I am not chained but I have been sent out from the palace to show those in the mud how to live like kings and queens, and to share the wealth of the knowledge and love of God.
I am free. I am choosen….I am commisioned…..I have a purpose…..a mighty noble purpose……I am free.
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