The List

The to-do list is always how I have pictured my purpose and destiny. It’s like God had a to-do list for me. I pictured meeting Him in heaven with His list in His hand and I would see how many items were ticked off. I don’t think that’s a bad way to think of it.

However, up until now I’ve had a very narrow idea of what was on that list. I imagined the list to be full of what we term ’spiritual’ exploits like preaching, writing, church serving. Imagined “write a book” to be on that list and I’m glad to say that I’ve ticked that off.

Over the past couple of years I have learnt that list is longer and much more comprehensive and than I first thought. It’s full of little intricacies that I never imagined.

Items such as:

* “spend the day with your niece on the beach”

* “call out to see your friend”

* “offer support to one of you visually impaired work clients”

* “take the day and just rest”

* “pursue my presence above all”

* “Learn to be a good friend”

* “Be diligent in preparing your end of month work reports”

* “Be thankful in all situations”.

These items are all in there. These are all actions God had planned for me to do before the world was even formed, just like it says in Ephesians 2:10: “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”

Before this season I didn’t realise these were items on the list and because of that I felt this was a very inactive, unfruitful season. However in this time I’m happy to say I’ve ticked a lot more of these kinds of items off the list so, looking back, I can see this season has not been wasted.


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