The dark clouds just lifted. The silver lining I'd been waiting upon broke quite suddenly into a full blast of glorious, consuming light.
For the longest time, I'd been obsessed with doing God's Will.
Am I at the right place at the right time?
Saying the right words?
Doing the right thing?
It wasn't until God started tapping me on the shoulder did I realise all that had been stemming from the wrong motivation.
I was doing it less because I loved Him, but more out of my own fears.
Fear of consequences.
Fear of His wrath.
Fear of a wasted life, wrongly lived.
"There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."
-1 John 4:18
Unknowingly, I'd reduced my space to a tightrope instead of the luxurious playground we all have in the grace of God.
The truth is when I am more concerned about consequences, fear is my motivation. When it becomes all about loving Him and pleasing Him because I love Him, now that’s a different story!
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