I Choose to Live

Someone asked me awhile back if I worried about dying. The answer to that question is no. I said, "Why waste your life away worrying about dying when you should spend that time living?"

I refuse to worry about twenty years from now. I can only be focused on today. "Am I doing what God wants me to do today?" I ask myself. We think time passes by so slowly, but in reality, it's just the opposite.

I'm reminded of this scripture in Matthew 6:34, " Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes" (The Message). God has seen me through many trials, so I trust Him to take care of me now. Is that always easy? Absolutely not. Each day that I wake up I have to make the choice to trust Him.

When circumstances change in the blink of an eye, will I trust Him?

When my body is tired, will I trust Him to sustain me?

When someone criticizes me, will I trust Him to show me how He would want me to respond?

The answer is yes to all of the above. God has been nothing but good to me through my life, so the least I can do is trust Him to lead me. The least I can do is say, "Here I am God, use me."

I look forward to my future excited for what's to come. I can't tell you exactly what I'll be doing 10 years from now, but I do have goals for myself. Ultimately, I want do what He wants. In Jeremiah 29:11, He says this, "... I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for" (The Message).

That sounds good to me. Will you trust Him with your life?

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tam7777 said…
I look back on my life and wonder how in the world I made it without him. I look at my life now and how it is with him and I can tell you I could not survive now without his presence. Once you've tasted the goodness of my God, well all I can say is "Try God You Will Like Him" alot better than you and your flesh trying to do things.
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