I only have one life. And this life has been given to me for a purpose. In order to be happy, I must live out that purpose.
But my life is also a life of extremes.
On one side I have the flesh who seeks the immediate satisfaction of fleshly temptation, to deodorise my life with what makes sense now. To escape pain, to seek pleasure, to hide from reality.
On the other hand there is the “Steve in Christ”. Dedicated, genuinely wanting to make other people’s lives better. Knowledgeable, articulate, able to make things happen if he really wants to. A leader.
This is my manifesto.
I will rely on God for the strength to continue. I will not moan about my existence, point to obvious points of lack and accuse God of leaving me in the cold. I will start to see pain as a meaningful part of growth, rather than an inconsistency in the character of God that I need to continually point out to him. I will realise that God has a bigger picture in his heart that will not always make sense to me. I will start to genuinely desire to please God, by remaining joyful in the midst of adversity, as a child who deeply trusts his father. I will rise above.
I will choose to love even though at times I feel I have no love in me. I will encourage others to pray, even when I struggle with doubt myself. In my weakness God’s goodness will be revealed.
I will ignore the urges in me that seek immediate comfort, who seek to focus my strength on the pursuit of earthly beauty. I must change my diet (both emotionally and spiritually) from sugar-filled take-away, to meat, fruit and vegetables. True refreshment and beauty is found in putting the desires of the Kingdom above my own.
I’ve noticed something: my desire for God, and my desire to serve him, comes alive when I realise that I’ve been given something real and tangible to give to others. To more I realise I am a powerful agent of change, the more I want to be a part of the battle.
By God’s grace, I can only focus on one thing at a time – either the gaping wound in my side, or the powerful sword by my side. Herein lies a very powerful choice – where do I focus? In keeping my eyes focussed on the sword given to me, personal problems will fade away, along with the apathy, resentment and nausea that accompany it. I am able, and it is my capacity that defines me, not my doubt of God.
Above all else I will make it a priority to relate well to God. It must be in the forefront of my mind at all times. My diary must centre around this attempt. The entire world can go jump if I haven’t had a chance to place God first.
We were not designed to focus on our problems. We were designed to relate to God. Henceforth, as Job said, “though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.”