Right now, that’s exactly what I feel like. An empty vessel taking up space and oxygen in this world.
I’ve been given so much, working hands and feet that seem to only be used to take me to the shops to feed and spoil myself. Dying to self seems to only end in my mind or mouth but isn’t something that is spoken by my actions. That’s not kosher.
There should be more, way more to do than just sitting at home and doing ‘home things’ surely, of course that glorifies God, but it does not seem like its enough.
“For i was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me”
Amazing, everytime I get an opportunity to do something like giving someone clothes or food, I will have all the excuses found in the world not to. Either I will have something (which is usually not true) planned for the money, or I’m in a rush, or anything silly that I can come up with. And it sucks when I come from eating out and I pass a person who clearly needs food more than I do because I’m scared of them or am “saving” the food for later. I’m always looking out for myself and last I checked, not even the dictionary definition of selfless had changed, so if I wanna call myself selfless please side eye me and whack me on the head with 1corinthians 13:5 or something.
But yeah, this may very well just be words that end on this screen, so I gotta make a plan! woop!
What can I do? I’m a “privileged” child, protected from all sorts of horror stories, so sometimes i don’t really grasp the seriousness of the things that go on around me. Hey hey hey,
“She opens up her hands to the poor and reaches out her hands to the needy”
Noticed that she reaches out to them? Too many times I think its gonna turn out like a movie, where someone comes to our door and asks for exactly what I have in abundance to give, problem is I’m not seeking to do good, I’m just waiting, and in that waiting, I fail to even respond to a need that I can cater to, like the guy with no food and I have my take away in hand…
“But if anyone has the world’s goods and sees his brother in need yet closes his heart against him, how does God’s love abide in him? Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth”
I’m praying I truly have repented from this and that when the opportunity presents itself I could think of another before myself and consciously and actively seek to do good to people, even if I’m scared and its out of my comfort zone….
Growing in grace huh?…