“Be my Lord! Without you, nothing makes sense.” Psalm 16.2
Commitments are uncommon in any age. It is easy to believe our fathers and grandfathers more firmly committed themselves to a cause, that they lived golden ideals, and all things “used” to be good. I suspect, even with my gray hairs, that I am being idealistic about the past.
Commitment is, in all ages, a most valued treasured. Commitment brings with in so many cliches and stereotypes I find it difficult to remember the root meaning. Commitment reflects our most important value and priority. Commitment is, not will be.
What happens with commitment?
Yesterday I found myself playing struggling with commitment. My commitment with God brings lots of details and disciplines. The details do not apply to others, rather the are insights I believe God gives me to help me understand and experience a relationship with Him.
There are times, all to frequent, where by body wants to do one thing and my mind, heart, and soul wants to do another. The evil one always tailors challenges to each of our weaknesses. I have them and I suspect you do as well.
The question is what do we do with them. Do we lament failures, revel in success, or do something else? I believe the challenge is a constant with only one response.
What makes sense?
What is our strongest need?
What is the thing that we most want? What would we give our eternal souls to have?
Is there something that we thirst for with every core of our being?
Are we looking to fill our need? Are we looking to get what we most want? Are we willing to pay with our souls? Do we want to quench our thirst?
How much do we want it?
Again yesterday, I found myself wanting God with every core of my being, and He was there.
I find myself by expressing “be my God!”
I scream, rant, plead, whisper, sing, and silent wait for God to be MY GOD.
I hope you join me in the quest.