I. Am. Not. God.

Young man, the secret of my success is that at early age I discovered that I was not God." - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr. 

I was prepping for a Bible Study last night and this was a quote that was laid out in the book that we are covering. Right before I got to this page, the song "heart of worship" was playing.

"I am coming back
To the Heart of Worship
Because it's all about you,
It's all about you Jesus."

And I woke this morning with that on loop in my brain. Somewhere along the way, I turned this life into a ritual. I made it about me and my survival skills. I figured out a way to exist but not to live. I made it about me in the temporal and essentially change my point of view.

As a believer in the words of Jesus Christ, this world is my temporary abode while I fulfill a desire of God's heart. When I am done here, I get eternity with Him in heaven. To a someone who hasn't believed, this sounds like insanity.

I grew up in the church and I thought this was insanity too. Until one day, your eyes are opened to the miracles God does and the way He guides us through obstacles. God isn't sitting idly by hoping that you make it. He is helping you and one day you will see it.

If you know me, I live by music and lyrics. Recently, I heard a song by Francesca Battistelli called 'where were you' and it summed up a lot of what I was feeling in that moment. I had decided that I could survive on my own and then when it failed, I was sad and hurt that God had left me all alone. Truth is, He never left.

"One set of footprints, on the path I'd been on
But you say you've been here all along, oh
If you really loved me, like nobody else
Why was I walking through hell

How could you miss me?
With my hands in the air
I thought you were listening
Oh, I thought you'd be there!

Where were you?
When I had no one to turn to
Where were you?
When my worst fears were coming true
Where were you?
I thought you'd come to my rescue

When my prayers bounced off the ceiling
I was facing down my demons
When my legs gave up beneath me
And I fell into your arms

Where were you?
When I had no one to turn to
You carried me through
On your shoulders, black and blue
I never knew
The footprints in the sand were you
Were you

One set of footprints, on a path I'd been on
Now I know they were yours all along"

Love God and the rest will follow.