We have to leave room for God. Most the time we get in the hustle and bustle of life and we lose sight of what the whole point is. Today was one of those days. I lost sight of what mattered. I lost sight of WHO mattered. It started because I had an idea of how things should be... what I thought they should look like. As I bought into this lie that I should somehow get a say in how God wants to use me, I picked up an offense. And another, and another... Through these walls I built I began to see things how I wanted and I didn't leave ANY room for God. See, I have a calling on my life, an important one at that. The thing is, I am not the one who put it there, and I am NOT the one who gets to decide when, how and where it will be used. My place is at the feet of the creator of my gifts. Today, I lost sight of that. I wanted to be in the front of the room. I wanted to be used in the way that filled my cup. He however had a different plan and he didn't need my approval on it's relevance to my feelings. We have a clever enemy, but we serve an even more clever God. The offense I had built was the enemy trying to convince me if I wasn't going to be used in the way I thought I should be, then I didn't want to be used at all. And the King of the Universe who calls me daughter, well, he said... "my sweet daughter, you are going to serve in the back of the room this time. See your gift isn't limited to leading the spirit from the front of the room to the back by worship, your also an intercessor, and this time, I need you to lead the spirit from the back of the room to the front." So, all the while, it wasn't man who was directing my steps, it was my creator, my abba, my everything.
So, my mom was right, I wasn't leaving room for God. Next time I will remember, Mom is always right.. And Jesus always knows better than me.
