Am I tasting poverty today? Is that what life has become? Is that what I have surrounded myself with? I am living a life that is actually living and breathing an earthly life. Is that my life? Tasting poverty instead of drinking cold, refreshing water?
I have been thinking a lot lately about what my role in life is… I am cruising along without a care in the world, thinking things are going along soooooo smooth. Then an event stumbles into my path – and bam – life seems to veer off to one side for a little while.
When life veers to one side, I tend to stop and think through various random thoughts… I stop and think about how I am going to be remembered …am I living the life I am meant to live… am I touching the lives of people I am meant to touch…for that matter what am I meant to do…what does God have in mind for me…what am I supposed to be doing … should I be reaching out not only to those locally but those globally… why do I constantly think about the guy on the street corner that needs the dollar I just spent on my cup of coffee… is that compassion… then why do I look away?
Not long ago, an event that crashed into my life was the death of a friend named John. John was a man that touched the lives of so many, yet did it quietly. John was a man who truly walked the walk. There are so many people who will miss his quiet calm, his fatherly love, and his Christ like walk. As his pastor said, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”
Hearing about all the ways that quiet John touched the world made me veer to one side, stop for a moment, and think about God’s role for me. What have I done? Am I on the right path? Am I listening as closely as I should? When my life is done, will God say “Well done, good and faithful servant,” or will it end with me “thinking” about the guy on the street corner and looking away?
I pray for the strength to do what needs to be done, and to hear Him say, “Well done, good and faithful servant” – not for any earthly praise, rather I long for praise from my heavenly Father.