I've been selfish for too long

I have been convicted of my selfishness for some time now. What to do with this conviction? I can't help but to think upon the constant phrase Jesus has placed on my mind of "serve my people"-the direction of which We are called to go. The wheels have been spinning for a while now, and am I excited and relieved that there is some momentum gaining. 

Something written that Jesus has used in my life to speak volumes of conviction-

But I found myself using the word “loyalty” a lot in the summer. I felt like I, as the pastor’s wife, had to be so crazy loyal to everyone and no one could be that for me. I craved someone ANYONE to say – We’re here! We’re with you! We care about this and we’re never, ever, ever leaving. But that’s not what the Kingdom is about. The Kingdom is about fluid people, walking with Jesus separately and walking together when the time is right.

So while I was hurting over people not being loyal to me, I think the Lord was mourning me not wanting them to just be loyal to Him. And I regret that time. Desiring loyalty to yourself is gross. You have Jesus, the Holy Spirit, and God the Father on your side as a believer, that’s plenty.

And-How many times are we in a difficult situation where there appears to be no way out or no answers and so we start flailing around doing all kinds of things to fix it. Doing. We are such doing people. It is so not us to do nothing. To be still and watch God fight for us. 

Trust the God who created you. He loves you. So much. And thank him in advance for the amazing way he  answer your cry and fight for you. 

Exodus 14:13-14-"Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the lord will bring you today. The lord  fight for you; you need only to be still."



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