I used to wonder what I was supposed to do with my life. Would I produce the next great indie film like Tarantino? Would I write the next classic Christian novel like C.S. Lewis? Would I help spark the next great Reformation like Martin Luther?
How many other people have similar ambitions?
After much soul searching, I finally figured out what I can do better than anyone else in the world…
I can be a best husband to Megan, my wife, and the best father to our coming child. I can be the best SEO at my current job and the best coworker to my teammates. I can be the best second son to my parents and the best younger brother to my siblings. I can be the best friend to the person I have dinner with next week, and be the best witness for Christ to the stranger I meet tomorrow.
I can do all of these things better than anyone else, because no one else is exactly where God has placed me. I’m the only person in my current circumstances — and I perform that role better than anyone.
So rather than wishing to be someone else or longing to impact the world in another role, I’m going to be the best servant I can be right where I am and let God worry about where I’ll be tomorrow.
“Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ.”
– Colossians 3:23-24
“For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.”
– Ephesians 2:10
I was just contemplating the concept of busyness, when my friend shared this story with me. All of my stress is self-imposed. I willingly fill my life with events, projects, and obligations – which I would soooo like to do and put on my reputation resume. I’m addicted to work (both personal and professional), because I tend to find my significance in my accomplishments. What if I found my significance elsewhere? Like in the status I’ve been given in Christ? How much more time would I have, and how much easier would life be, if I didn’t have so much to *do*? For the next two months, I’m going to try and say “no” to every event invitation, not sign up for any new classes, not take on any new projects – and see how much happier I am. Can I really find happiness in accomplishing nothing? I’ll check back in after the election.