Wednesday, April 25, 2012

A Typical Day in the Life of a Christ-follower



 “I’m in desperate need of divine grace at this moment. My carefully arranged life has been blown to bits by the breath of God, and I have no idea how—or if—I should put it back together.” -The Debt, Angela Hunt

I wonder. . .

What does a typical day look like in the life of a Christ-follower?

Does he begin with prayer and end with prayer? Is prayer on the go as natural as breathing? As comfortable as talking to a best friend?

Does he rush to read the words of the Lover, never quite getting enough of His Letter?

Does he cock his ear toward the heart of God, waiting, anticipating direction? Looking for the divine appointment? At the store? At work? While cooking dinner or talking on the phone?

I wonder . . .

What does a life in love with the Savior look like?

Spilled out, poured out, used up for something which lasts beyond himself?

Carefully laid plans—a shopping trip, a typing project, a baseball game—interrupted by a knock on the door. A neighbor in distress needs someone to pray. The phone rings. A sick friend needs food carried in. A co-worker asks a spiritual question. The door opens for a witness. The Christ-follower walks through.

Today, the Christ-follower will do at least one thing that will outlive him and last for eternity.

I wonder . . .

Am I living with my ear cocked toward heaven, or am I only attuned to earthly sounds?

I wonder . . .


~~ Lord, help me see that this world is not my home. I’m just passing through. Only what is done for You will last.

3 comments:

Terrie said...
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Terrie said...

Well written; great thoughts. Thank you for sharing this. I use the term Christ Follower as my "religious" believe on my FB page. Your words remind me to be just that all day long.

Eileen Rife said...

Yes, stabs at my heart as well. Angela Hunt's book, The Debt, provoked me to write those thoughts.

Enjoy the day watching for places/people where God is working.

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