I don’t know about you but I live under the constant pressure to be great. To make something of myself. To make money. To have a good job. To own my own home.
It stresses me out.
It stresses me out.
On a good day I manage to get my kids ready, make my husband his lunch for work, all my blog posts done, get my podcast copy written, post to Facebook, Twitter and Instagram a couple of times, and reward myself with a latte.
On bad days I sleep through my alarm cuz I was up with my sick kid all night. The latte is a necessity but I can only afford regular and forget podcasting. If I have dinner on the table before 9 I call that a win.
In either case the needle doesn’t move. I still make the same amount of money. Live in the same place. And when I look up I wonder what do I do it all for?
Celebrity life is an anomaly that we all aspire to. We want to be balling. We want all the money, the houses, the cars. And we work hard, looking at all the ways influencers do it and yet, I’m not living the life that I see they have on Instagram.
The truth is, what am I Chasing it all for?
On bad days I sleep through my alarm cuz I was up with my sick kid all night. The latte is a necessity but I can only afford regular and forget podcasting. If I have dinner on the table before 9 I call that a win.
In either case the needle doesn’t move. I still make the same amount of money. Live in the same place. And when I look up I wonder what do I do it all for?
Celebrity life is an anomaly that we all aspire to. We want to be balling. We want all the money, the houses, the cars. And we work hard, looking at all the ways influencers do it and yet, I’m not living the life that I see they have on Instagram.
The truth is, what am I Chasing it all for?
I want better for my family, I want my kids to be happy, I want a healthy marriage. I don’t want to be struggling for money. But I wonder while I sit at my 9-5 and write blog posts and campaigns and try to entice ppl to join my mailing list for my side hustle, is it worth it?
Obviously when Jesus was born there was no Instagram but there was the temple where the priests were seemingly living their best life.
That was who the people at the time revered. That’s who the people wanted to be. But all Jesus wanted to be was about his Father's business.
When I look at my life I often wonder is that what I’m trying to do, be about my Father’s business? In God’s economy if I’m meant to own a house, I will. If I’m meant to be wealthy I will be. If I’m meant to be successful I will be. Because what God has meant for you will be for you...
...if you follow His will for you.
I often find myself mad at God for my life not being right and Him countering but are you chasing after me or those things?
It’s a sobering reminder that we can’t do it our way and then when our way fails blame God for not making ish happen.
Life is hard and it’s a struggle. I struggle, daily because I want so much more. But Jesus had no place to lay his head and yet he was content because he was about his Father's business. That's what truly mattered.
I’m not saying to settle for mediocre but when you do life following God’s will you never have to. God gives only the best.
So as I sit here typing this I wonder what am I doing all of this for?
When the answer comes I’ll let you know.
Obviously when Jesus was born there was no Instagram but there was the temple where the priests were seemingly living their best life.
That was who the people at the time revered. That’s who the people wanted to be. But all Jesus wanted to be was about his Father's business.
When I look at my life I often wonder is that what I’m trying to do, be about my Father’s business? In God’s economy if I’m meant to own a house, I will. If I’m meant to be wealthy I will be. If I’m meant to be successful I will be. Because what God has meant for you will be for you...
...if you follow His will for you.
I often find myself mad at God for my life not being right and Him countering but are you chasing after me or those things?
It’s a sobering reminder that we can’t do it our way and then when our way fails blame God for not making ish happen.
Life is hard and it’s a struggle. I struggle, daily because I want so much more. But Jesus had no place to lay his head and yet he was content because he was about his Father's business. That's what truly mattered.
I’m not saying to settle for mediocre but when you do life following God’s will you never have to. God gives only the best.
So as I sit here typing this I wonder what am I doing all of this for?
When the answer comes I’ll let you know.
To be continued.....
The Unlikely Missionary
DHW
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