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Center of God's Will

I was very blessed to go over to some new friend’s home last night and talk with them and others about life in general.  As the topic turned solely to missions late in the evening (as this couple used to travel around bringing the good news to kids around the world, and then lived in a different country for 3 years sharing the gospel) I said something like, it must feel amazing to be right in the center of God’s Will.  To have to rely on Him for protection from the most random events; to have to rely on God to take you out of situations that are dangerous; to rely on Him for every provision that you are given; and most importantly, to be brining the message of Christ to all nations under heaven. 

Can you imagine?  Knowing that you are supposed to be right where you are, doing what you are doing, right when you are doing it because you have to, and have chosen to, rely on God for every little aspect of your life.  Well friends, I am not out spreading the message over seas, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t be in the center of God’s will right here, right now.  It might take giving up some luxuries, some pleasures and some relationships, but I can be in the center of God’s will today and right now if I just let it happen. 

I can rely on God for everything, for food, shelter, health, protection.  I can spread His good news to the world, starting where I am.  I just have to choose to do it.  I just have to get off my lazy butt and to say, “Yes Lord”.  It isn’t a secret that I have been called to missions since I was little, but currently I am not living out the great commission.  Something our pastor said a few weeks ago really made me think.  He said that church isn’t for us, the saved, it needs to be for those who aren’t saved.  We need to have a passion and a drive to move and get things done for God where we are and where we stand. 

We pray in the Lord’s Prayer : Your will be done…  Check out Matthew 6.  What are we doing though as far as that will is thought of.  Your will be done…  unless I have a better idea…  Your will be done…  but not today because this is gong on…  Look deeply at the Lord’s prayer.  It is awesome.  It is meaningful and it can change your life!  Today, I want to be in the center of God’s will.  I just need to get myself off my butt and get there- and stop being the queen of procrastination!

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