SONY DSCThis morning, I woke up and went downstairs to have my coffee. After I finally snuggled in comfortably on the couch, under a nice blanket, with a steamy hot cup of my favorite drink (Java, baby!), I saw my Bible lying on the phone chair in my kitchen. (By the way, my phone chair is a little antique chair that has a small desk attached where we keep our phone. It belonged to my husband’s grandmother. We cherish it.) I had left it there the day before. I don’t know about you, but the more I study my Bible, the more I want to continue to study. When I see it, it attracts me like a magnet. (Sort of like an amazing pair of shoes on the department store shelf, but only waaaaaaay better.)

I couldn’t help but pick it up and begin to read. I immediately had tears streaming down my cheeks. I have a difficult time not weeping as I read the word of God. (You should have seen me at the Bible study I taught last week. I was a mess right in the middle of Starbucks.)  I opened my Bible up to where my bookmark was placed, which was in Exodus. I began reading chapter 13. Believe it or not, the tears began in verse 2.

Exodus 13:1-2

Then the Lord spoke to Moses, saying, “Consecrate to Me all the firstborn, whatever opens the womb among the children of Israel, both of man and beast; it is Mine.”

As I read the words It is Mine, I started to sob and conviction settled into my soul. God had gone to great lengths for the Children of Israel as He removed them from Egypt to begin the journey to their promised land. He wanted them to remember what He did by setting apart their firstborn, man and beast, to Him. I thought to myself, “God has moved mountains in my life while claiming me for His own. Have I really given Him everything He wants me to give?”

Everything belongs to God. We should be able to give every single thing we have right back into His hands. It belongs to Him regardless, but He requires obedience. We need to trust Him with the lives of our spouses, children, and every other important and meaningful treasure we have on this earth. How are we to trust God with our eternity, if we cannot trust Him with what we have in this world?

When I exhale my final breath here on this earth, I will awaken before my Father. I will behold His Son.  I’m sure I will find myself on my face unable to stand in the power of His eternal glory. Will anything, flesh or monetary, have meant anything in the scheme of Who He is?

My Own Conviction:

I’m not just talking about trusting God with what we consider to be the big things in our lives. Little things are just as important. We find Him in every moment, not just the big ones.

God has been convicting me about my time. How I use it, and when I study His word.alarmclock

He has been showing me to awaken early to study before my “house” wakes up. I need to trust God with my time. I need to learn what He wants to teach me. I need to fall in love with the sunrise. (It’s not going to be easy for me. I’m a sleep diva.)

Is there an area of your life you need to give to God and haven’t yet?





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