…are the years I spend with Jesus.
I grew up in a Christian home. I don’t remember a time I didn’t love Jesus and want to please Him. I hit that “age of accountability” very young because the Bible and Biblical principles were taught daily. As soon as I knew sin for what it is (a separation from God), I wanted to be baptized to make myself right before Him. I was 8 years old when I decided to live for Jesus.
But… that doesn’t mean I have always “lived for Jesus.” There have many many times throughout my walk with Him (these 22 years…wow!) that I have chosen to live for myself. To live for fleeting pleasure or material gain. There have also been times I’ve chosen to live for someone else. Putting the wants (or what I thought they would want) of others above my love for and obedience to the Lord. I heard a POWERFUL sermon from brother Eric Owens last night (I will probably share it here when I can figure out how to do that! lol). He talked about the difference between “salvation” and “sanctification.” So in my case, salvation came early, but sanctification (for the longest time), was a journey of one step forward and two steps back.
The best years of my life are when….
- I choose holiness over happiness.
- I make life choices based on prayer and study of His Word, instead of my worldly opinion or fears.
- I daily choose to serve others (and seek for opportunities to do so) instead of myself.
- The best years of my life are those filled with days of yearning to be at His feet, learning more of who He is so I can better reflect Him to others.
When Jesus is at the center my eyes are opened to my purpose, and life just doesn’t get better than when one’s purpose is clearly set before her and she obeys.