Brain Clogs

It's midnight. It's been an exhausting day. But I want to write.

I've been learning a lot about life's purpose these days. Daddy has always said, "God doesn't care how you used to glorify Him or how you will glorify Him but how you ARE glorifying Him." I say that to myself 30 times a day it seems like.
It helps me realize that I'll never be living in the then or the future but I will always be living in the present, in the RIGHT now. There is no going back, there is no jumping forward.
He wants us to follow, trust, obey, serve Him *this* second. We'll never have this second again.

It makes me want to use every moment for His great glory. Problem is- most moments in life are not very glorious... rather, they are mundane, dirty, dingy, dusty, germy, loud, crazy, trying, and hurried. There's a little picture frame that sits on our kitchen windowsill just above the sick. Our pastor's wife gave it to Emma for her birthday. In the frame is a little quilled flower and a quote that says,

If we look externally there is a difference betwixt the washing of dishes and the preaching of the word of God. But, as touching to please God in relation to His call, there is none at all.

It may seem like a pastor glorifies God more often, with more power, more greatly, than the average senior girl who lives on the end of a 3-mile dirt road. After all, doesn't what he do spread the Gospel more? In all honesty, though, if he is doing what God has called him to do with all the gusto and abandon he can and me serving my family with all the gusto and abandon I can please God the same?

(I wish I were able to quote Scripture to this end, but I'm not because of my own sinful laziness when it comes to reading and memorizing Scripture regularly.)

I've been realizing with more aboluteness that I only have ONE life. This moment is the only this moment there will ever be.

I'm not here to serve myself, to make life easiest for me. Afterall, I am not my own anymore- I have been bought with a price. He is so good.

I wish I could write more now, with more fluency, examples, and insight. But I can't.... and, since I'm not my own, I better follow the call to go to bed.

Lord, be magnifed in all that I think, say, and do. In THIS moment. "This is the only moment, we can do any thing about" ~Steven Curtis Chapman song