from distractions to purpose

Sometimes I wonder why there are so many distractions. Why there are so many things pulling me from the face of my Savior. Why isn’t it easy. Why isn’t it less of a fight.

Processed with VSCOcam with t1 presetThe devil and the world and my flesh are masters in the craft of deceit. Sometimes I get caught up in listening to the lies. I play them over and over in my mind so often that they begin to sound like the truth.

But there’s a truth Jesus keeps bringing me back to. I have been called to be different and set apart for the Lord in the midst of a world that hates God. And this world that I am inbut not of-is going to seek to do everything it can to pull me away from the face of my God.

I could give in. I could become like the rest of the culture that seems appealing. The culture and the world that seem fulfilling. The world that promises so much-and yet delivers destruction.

But I am not called to love a world that hates God, and that blasphemes His name. I am called to love God and others radically. I am called to live a set-apart life. A living and breathing sacrifice of conformity to His image.

Do not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world-the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride in possessions-is not from the Father but is from the world. And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever. { 1   J o h n   2 : 1 5 – 1 7 }

If I love this world-If I love money, possessions-If I’m constantly concerned with my image and appearance, I am loving a world and things of the world that are pulling me directly away from the Savior I claim as my Lord.

I write this in my journal over and over to remind me when I face temptation. To remind me that this world is not my home. To remind me that the reward of hope in Christ is far greater than anything this present existence has to offer. To preach to my soul that Jesus satisfies. He fulfills.

And all the trials and temptations I will face in this life are worth enduring compared to the weight of glory that will be revealed when we stand blameless before the Lord because we have rested in the work of Christ.

For I consider that the sufferings  of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. { R o m a n s  8 : 1 8 }

I’m learning so slowly-but surely-to take the lies I am confronted with day-by-day and replace them with truth. The TRUTH of Scripture. The TRUTH of the Gospel.

Learning to set my eyes on heaven and focus my vision on the God who has promised an eternal reward. On the God who is my hope. On the God who lavishes His love upon me infinitely- in spite of the world that seeks to pull me from knowing it.

He brings me daily, weekly–from distractions–to purpose. From being confused and confounded to knowing clearly why I am here. He brings me to know the truth in a world that is screaming lies.

Love,

Madyson

a little girl like me

I think if there’s one woman in the Bible I want to be like-it is Mary. Because Mary didn’t try harder. Mary didn’t do more than all the rest. She didn’t seek to be well known. But she was known.

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It was as if God chose to usher in the age of grace with a stunning example. Mary received the Son of God-the gift-into her womb with faith. I want to be like her, Lord Jesus. To say, God, “I surrender my desires, my plans, my passions, and I receive your Gift, Your plan, Your purpose for my life.”

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unnamed-5My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for He has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. And his mercy is for those who fear him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with his arm; he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts; he has brought down the mighty from their thrones and exalted those of humble estate; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty. He has helped his servant Israel in remembrance of his mercy, as he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his offspring forever.

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You used Mary as your vessel-a little girl like me. Oh teach me to stop this working harder-this trying to earn what has already been given. This striving for something that cannot be attained by striving, but by kneeling low at the foot of the cross and receiving the gift of the Babe.

And yet the God who goes before me now to fight my every battle-is not a Babe, but a Warrior Prince. He is the King of all the earth and in a short while He will return. The day will come, Jesus, when everything will be visibly subject to you.

When everything that is now hidden is revealed–I want my hidden life to be a life of faith like Mary’s. I long for the song of my heart to sing of faith. Of believing and of accepting and of receiving.

coming down from the mountain

she looked out across the empty plain and knew immediately the reflection in her own soul–

everything felt empty.IMG_9222IMG_9267she could rest in the beauty, yes. she could see the branching oak trees and small delicate flowers. she could see the leaves changing in sync with the turning of the season. but she couldn’t see the point.

she knew the point for sure. she knew what every church-kid should know–it’s for His glory.

but why couldn’t she feel it? why couldn’t she know the fullness of the beauty-giver and sing and rejoice shout and dance?

that’s me.

it’s not that I don’t go through seasons of rejoicing and knowing the grace of my Savior. it’s that I forget his grace so quickly. it’s this: I’m on a spiritual mountain. I come down. and somehow I stop nourishing my faith.

oswald chambers must be reading my mind right now–or maybe it’s HIM working to get my attention

It is because of our trusting in experience that we see the steadfast impatience of the Holy Spirit against unbelief. All of our fears are sinful, and we create our own fears by refusing to nourish ourselves in our faith. How can anyone who is identified with Jesus christ suffer from doubt or fear! Our lives should be an absolute hymn of praise resulting from perfect, irrepressible, triumphant belief.

yeah, that first part sounds an awful lot like me.

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this question is the heartbeat of the world. it’s the shadow of the trees. the beams of the sun. it’s the question of the philosopher and of the layman.

why am I here?

and as His daughter I’m learning more and more–that unless my faith is planted firmly and steadfastly in His sovereign work, I am left with nothing.

because without Christ there is no purpose. and if I stop nourishing my faith. If I stop believing every second of every moment of every day that His work is enough–I’m actually left right where the rest of the world is. emptiness.

oh, but if I nourish my faith. If I spend more than my leftovers. If I give my Savior the best of my time, the best of my resources. If I begin by obedience–I will begin to know His joy more fully, His plan more fully, and His purpose in me more fully. if I give all my time to His presence-to living continually before the face of God-then I will begin to know His fullness.

because when you boil all the philosophical questions down in the world to one, you get this: Will you surrender your soul to King Christ for ultimate fullness, or will you give your soul to the world for utter emptiness?

IMG_9225IMG_9151because knowing His fullness isn’t about working harder–

it’s about learning to rest.

You say, “child, come here.” You whisper, “daughter, come sit at my feet.” and so I come. weary and weak and discouraged and faint-hearted I come. I come because where else will I go? there is only one Well Beloved who whispers the food that I need to live–the words of eternal life. He makes the weak thump of my heart into a steady beat of grace. I am nothing in myself-but I have everything in Him. You, Jesus, are my only steadfast and true preserving power in this life. I have found where I belong. What I was made for. I have uncovered why I was made-you have shown me. I was made to thrive in the presence of The Lord of Hosts. and nothing really satisfies but to chase that presence. Oh You’re awakening me, Jesus. so slowly, but surely.

love,

mm