This week I have been periodically struck with awe by how
blessed I am, how easy my life is compared to a majority of people on earth,
and how much I don’t want to waste it. I don’t want to live comfortable, complacent,
in lazy easiness. I want to live love. Live the love that is lavished on me. I
know that looks different for everyone, and for me I know how it is fleshed out
in my life will be seasonal. It wont be stagnant, it wont be easy, but it will
be eternally worth it.
I’ve been
overwhelmed by the simple blessings I take for granted; warm house, clothes,
lots of food, and more. What we as Westerners see as “needs”; more clothes,
better electronics, etc., all to “keep up with” or “beat” the Jones is so extravagant;
a vicious, never satisfying cycle. What we see as basic is often a dream for
many around the world. I’m not saying wealth is wrong; just the supremacy of
it. I can’t be content to sit in comfort without thinking of the millions of who truly lack basic
things: water, shelter, food, clothing, and not be compelled by compassion and
conviction.
I don’t
know how this will lead to action in the next days and years, but I can’t wait
to see, to go, to obey in Love.
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