not about me...

My dear, wise husband taught our Sunday School class this past Sunday from the book, Radical, by David Platt. We have been talking about how our lives are so tied to materialism, to worldy things....to things that please us. We have been talking about how our purpose in the world is to glorify God with all that we are. We are talking about how blessed we are - not by chance but by the divine hand of God. With blessing comes responsibility. As Americans and as Christians, it is our responsibility to vote, to care for the widows and orphans of this world, to spread His word, to teach our children that our lives are not our own. We are blessed. We are blessed in order to bless others. We have a purpose. Each one's purpose looks different...but, it is all the same...we are to glorify God with all that we are, all that we have. I refuse to take the next ten years figuring out where, when, how He wants me to serve. The fact is that He has told us already. We are to serve those that cannot help themselves. So, to go, to tell, to love, to give is a command...not a request for when I have a little more money or a little more time or even when my kids are older. God will take care of the details...I just have to obey. We are responsible for so much....I do not want to end my days here and have neglected my responsibilities...it is just not about me...it is just not about me....it is about Him....