NOW.

Woke up this morning and read about those horrible Pharisees who followed all the rules but didn't offer grace to anyone. They filled the pews, primarily so others would see them, and wore things with the purpose of someone noticing. And then I was wondering which group of people I was in.

I do think I love on people, but RIGHT NOW, my mission field is here at home. I don't see many other adults, and I don't actively look for people outside my house to love on. I feel like I have my plate full, and yet, as much as the MISSION is right here in the living room, I DO NOT WANT TO BE A PHARISEE. I'm definitely guilty of judging others on the points I'm most convicted of. I'm guilty of going to church for years out of obligation and not devotion. Lord forgive me.

I'd like to be humble and loving to all. I'd like to be the person that Jesus would've wanted with Him. I want to use the gifts he has given me, because I know the TRUE JOY I get when He works through me while using them. I pray for that place, while waiting here at home. And yet, I KNOW He wants me to use those gifts HERE AT HOME.

THE MISSION is here, and so am I. God give me clarity. God give me strength. God give me contentment.