“The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy. My purpose is to give them a rich and satisfying life.”
It’s Show Time.
You know what I mean.
It’s time to ditch the loungewear for real pants.
*struggles to do up real pants*
(Well, maybe leggings will do for a few days – just until I get my diet back on track.)
*shoves chocolate into her mouth*
Time to reset the ole internal clock. No more sleeping in until it’s actually light.
*tries to keep her eyelids open and inhales more coffee*
Christmas holidays are lovely. Filled with lights and greetings – even if from afar, and in masks this year – candles and good food, sleeping in and watching movies.
Then reality hits.
Gotta pack a lunch.
Where did I even put my lunch kit?
Is that coffee dripping down my sweater?
Back to deadlines and meetings and wading through emails and trying to hold everything together.
But is that really all this is about? Holding it all together? Tying up loose ends? Working for the weekend?
If that’s all there is, I’ve just been robbed.
Am I the thief?
See, the promise was made. These are the words of Jesus; He came to free us from sin, to bring us life that is truly Life.
Rich. Satisfying. Plugged in. Filled with community and opportunity, renewal and purpose.
So why the struggle?
And you know, my friend, that the struggle is real.
Monday mornings. Deadlines. Tough assignments. Belligerent coworkers. Whatever the issue, whatever is at stake, even when we are working in a job that uses our talents and provides a much needed income, when holidays are over and reality hits, the struggle is all too real.
And that’s okay.
Part of the reality that we live in includes deadlines and stress and tough decisions and just plain hard days. We live in the tension between two realities – this messed up version of earth, and the perfection that is to come. We are working against enemies – both without and within. And some days that reality is just harder to bear than others.
But in the midst of the challenges, the promise still stands.
Not just life. Rich. Satisfying. Filled with purpose, fuelled by God’s power, hallowed by God’s presence.
And here’s the thing.
I can’t earn it. I can’t scrape and scramble and claw my way to it. I can’t conjure it, buy it, or borrow it. I can’t diet my way into it, exercise through it, or resolve myself into it.
I need to go to Jesus and learn to live it.
And that may just take me the rest of 2021 to really experience and understand. This is no pat answer, no quick fix, no ‘12 Easy Steps to Abundant Living’ seminar.
Just an ordinary gal with ordinary problems and hopes and dreams, trying to plug in to an extraordinary promise.
Draw closer to abundant life with me?
Father, thank You for this reminder that I can’t earn Your abundance – it is a gift. It is only found where You are. Teach me this year to draw closer, lean in tighter, rely more on You and Your resources when I’m feeling the realities of this fallen world. Amen.