Do you ever stop and ask yourself why?
Why am I doing all of this? Why should I raise children who love God? Why is life hard? Why is there injustice? Why does anything I do matter?
Then it hit me- the answer to many of the why's of life:
To bring Him glory.
Aside from that, nothing else matters.
If I raise "successful" children who don't love God with their whole hearts, my efforts are in vain. If I achieve status and possessions, they don't matter unless I use them to glorify God. If I experience all the wonders this world has to offer and in doing so I don't fall to my knees in praise of my Creator, I have missed the point. If I suffer in this world and do not cry out to my Savior for rescue, my suffering is purposeless. If I pass by the pain of others without flinching, I shun the opportunity to use my life for Him. If my sole focus is being happier, more successful and creating a "good" life for myself on this earth while avoiding pain, I will have failed. In truth, I am a vapor. This world offers only mirages of happiness and success that disappear when approached.
He is It.
Praising Him with every fiber of my being, with my every breath, with all that I have is the only reason I am here. If I fail to do that, it is all for nothing in the end. Even as I type those words, part of me fights them, wants to think that I am my own sufficiency. That I am enough on my own, that it's okay to have goals just for "me."
Nothing could be farther from the truth.
It's been said that giving birth is the greatest natural pain one can experience. The only thing that makes that pain endurable is knowing there is a promise of new life at the end. Without that, all of the pain would be for nothing. Yet, He beckons us,"Come to me, my yoke is easy, my burden is light."
He is the promise of life at the end of the pain.
He is the purpose.
What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ - Philippians 3:8
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