You’re my constant;
In the chaos You’re my compass;
when the road is long
You’re my portion; never failing
For me, only Jesus
“Then Moses said ‘If your presence does not go with us, do not send us from here”
I sat in a café in Leon as some friends were praying for me and God spoke to me and said “Don’t you see? I brought you to Nicaragua not so you could save the world, but so I could save you. “
Guys, I want to tell you something. I have figured out the meaning of life. I have found joy and peace and worth and meaning all before 30. Sometimes I pinch myself or tell myself that I probably don’t have it figure out; that I’ll read this post ten years later and chuckle at my naiveté.
But there is only one thing I want out of life, and that’s to know Jesus.
And I stand in a small prayer room at the back of the El Puente church and weep as I listen to the lyrics to a Bethel song:
Let my heart want for nothing
But You, just You
The riches of this world
Could never satisfy
Let my heart want for only You
If I had unlimited airmiles and could go literally anywhere on the globe, to stand atop the cobblestone of the giant’s causeway, or jump in crystal pools in Bali, but had to do it without Him, it would all be empty.
If I wrote a book that sparked change in a generation, and toured the country on a motorcycle sharing it at youth rallies and hip little coffee shops, but did not have Him I would have no will to live.
If I owned an outdoor gear company and took youth up into the mountains 40 weeks out of the year to teach them about firestarting, shelter building, and loving Jesus, but went without His Presence it would be a sad, sad imitation of reality.
And even if I went to the lost and broken places of the world, and brought sustainability to refugee camps and brought the word of God to the darkest corners of this world, but didn’t have the sweetness of his nearness it would just be depressing and meaningless.
I don’t know how to explain it. He is the rose-colored filter covering everything I see. I’m madly in love and nothing else can substitute. My greatest fear is to wander from him and yet I know I would be so dry and cracked and wildly hungry that I would run back to him quickly.
Oh friends, do you know him? I am only at the borderlands of His heart but He is so worth it. He is worth giving up every dream, desire, and pursuit for the better ones He gives. He is worth the sacrifice of all money, relationships, or careers. Without Him everything is nasty and lame and with Him the nasty and lame becomes life lived to the full. He is the Son of God and He is worthy and I’ve found him before thirty.
