Being a relevant Christian
"Show me my purpose, Lord." I remember that being my first thought right after accepting Christ. I wanted my life to matter. I wanted it to count. I wanted to show God how much I loved Him through my obedience to Him and my service to others, particularly my service to my husband. As you can imagine with time the reality of life shone and the living out my desire to Him became harder and harder. From time to time I think back to those early years of a young girl with dashing hopes and dreams of doing ministry work beside her beloved beau, struggling, striving, working in distance countries, making a difference. That was my desire. It didn't happen like that though. Instead, we stayed home, had some babies and I began teaching the babies at home. Day in and day out we had our same little routine. Very simple. Nothing complex at all. I loved it and my life, nothing extravagant. "Mother." So that's it I thought. This is my lot. Years later