Well, I have a confession to make. I did as I promised in the blog entry before last. I sat down with a blank piece of paper and a book underneath it. I scribbled a little circle O-thing in the corner—just to make sure my pen was working. I inhaled. I exhaled. Repeated the breathing process again. Rolled my eyes. Sighed. Then got something to eat. That was the end of that.
So my goal of completing a Life Plan was definitely deemed Epic Fail. But through this whole process I figured out a few things. This blog entry is dedicated to the First thing I realized about my Life Plan...
1) My life exists to serve. When I was thinking about moving to DC to get a condo, a window box garden, life supply of organic food at Whole Foods, standing reservation at Starbucks every morning, and a posh job somewhere as an entry-level clerk at some place fun, I realized one huge, monumental no-no I was about to commit! This seemingly brilliant plan is rooted in two things: ME and MY PERSONHOOD. Although my job would be very outward-focused (I would be changing lives and livelihoods, right?), never have I or did I mention serving others as a reason for going to DC. I was interested in making my life as amazing on the outside as possible—so that people would think that I’m cool and chic and hip. So Jesus asked me when I was writing my Life Plan, “Where exactly in the Bible is your agenda located?” My answer to Him was what I wrote on my paper. Nada nothing. *Alas.
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