chosen.

So you could say I’ve been less than inspired to write anything poetic and heartfelt lately. A combination of my way-to-busy life and the culminating projects of my SECOND-TO-LAST semester of school have gotten the best of me. And in those moments, nothing really feels inspiring to me. 

This morning was different, though, and I had to share!

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I’ve been struggling with routine, becoming way to comfortable in routine, to be exact. I have my life down to a science based on the day of the week. And my walk with the Lord has been no exception. I am admitting that I have totally allowed Him to enter into this routine, headed back toward the “go through the motions” relationship- not something I long for. Has He gone anywhere? Has His schedule picked up? No way. But I, in my human nature, get in this place of I just need to get through the next month and a half. Everything will change. I’ll have more time, I’ll rekindle my relationships, my Father included, everything is one the verge of better.

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I am a victim of believing lies. Lies I create, lies the devil handcrafts and spoon feeds me.

The grass is always greener, isn’t that what they say?

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So this morning, in my Wednesday routine, I grabbed my Bible and settled into the same corner of the couch that I usually do, ready to start the morning routine. You know something is wrong when your mentality about spending time with your creator is just something to check of your morning list.

God had other ideas, He was ready to shake up this routine.

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But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare praises to Him who called you out of darkness into His wonderful light.

{1 Peter 2:9}

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 WOW. That verse is packed, literally just packed with things I could talk about. How ridiculous am I, to consider God only a portion of my routine? He who has chosen ME, He who has called me HIS special possession. A God who provided the light I love to experience.
 
 
I am Chosen. I am Loved

 

 

 

 

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