No other reason.
When I get up in the morning, I need a reason. A bright morning is one that promises much accomplishment, much hope, much achievement. But lately, my mornings have been nothing like this.
Being unemployed and without transportation seems to sap a person of their potential. What great goals can I master while so… imprisoned?
My life has been one big preparation for greatness. I was driven to excel in grade-school to earn scholarships for college. I dedicated my life to scholastic achievement in college to keep those scholarships and graduate with honers. This, I was assured, would provide for me later in life. My future career would be earth-shaking. I was raised to make a difference.
And then I was released. Released into this unending and unyielding world. And when I wake up in the morning, I no longer have a goal, pushing my tired, overworked body out of bed. I have no personal motivation.
I complained about this to a friend.
And he answered with this startling response:
“What an opportunity to strip away all your selfcenteredness and really live for God’s glory.”
I have been that girl who hid in the mega church crowd because she liked it. I know my deep-seeded love of attention and how it has made me a slave. I hide to escape. When I stand in a crowd and no one knows my face, I can worship and my worship feels real. This is why my friend’s response rooted in my heart. I have long desired a chance to shed pretense and worship in truth.
Every day that I wake up to be greeted with a morning of job hunting and house pacing, I will work for the glory of God above all else. This is my reason-my opportunity to really live for God’s glory.