Today, I rushed through my morning, and missed my quiet time. I went to Starbucks to finish reading a book for my Emerging Leaders meeting this afternoon, and guessed that sometime later in the day I would get to it. Then I ran to the meeting, which was really good. Next, I went to my parents’ house to change my oil, and continuing in my haste to grab a Subway sandwich for dinner before running to a rehearsal at the church.
When I got home, I was just feeling wound up and wanted to play my new video game to relax, but decided instead to get my little fire pit out, and have a some quiet time with God under the clear night sky and a fire going. It wasn’t all spent in prayer with God, I texted a few people to firm up some plans for tomorrow, and make some for Sunday after church, but a good bit of it was spent communicating with God.
At some point I was reminded of just how blessed I am! First, I have been offered salvation, paid for by His sacrifice, which should be enough to make us all grateful and praise Him. But, He reminded me of more. My family, my health, my incredible church, and the roles I get to play there, my house, and car, and the people I get to call my friends. As I was praising Him for all of this and so much more, I was reminded of a not so great grateful/praiseful attitude I had earlier in the day when thinking about something I will be doing tomorrow, I would even say I was grumbling a little at the time. As I thought of this God reminded me of a prayer I made when I bought my house, and have repeated since, “Lord, let me use all that You have given me to help others, let me serve them through the blessings you have given me.”
I was looking at part of tomorrow in the wrong light. I was thinking of it as something that would be taking me away from work for an upcoming event I could be working on, or a day of relaxing. What God showed me was that this is one of many opportunities, ones I don’t often enough take, to do what I had asked of Him, to use my blessings to help serve others. This completely changed my outlook and made me excited about something that less than 6 hours before I was less than enthusiastic about the prospect of.
I wish I could say that now that God has let me see things this way I will always remember to look at it the same. However, I know that at some point in the future I will be grumbling about something else, and I just pray the God will help me see His perspective again and again. I pry that this continues until I have truly died to myself and my default is to see it from God’s perspective, an opportunity to serve others.
Please, do me a favor, if you catch me grumbling remind me to seek time with God and ask Him to help me see things from His perspective, and I pray that each day we get better at dying to ourselves and following after God.