Wasted

I want to live my life as if it were the last day of a week of camp.

After an intense week, the staff and counselors are always ready for a break. Voices are gone. Energy is spent. Sleep is craved. But if you were to watch the counselors on the last day of camp, when all they want to do is just sleep, you would see them do exactly the opposite. They sprint in the races and shout in the songs, giving everything they have left. Each one gives their all to make the last day of camp the best for the campers.

This kind of sacrifice and commitment is not just for the last day of camp but for every day of our lives. Christ commands us to take up our cross and follow Him and calls us to lose our lives to save them.

I want my life to be a continual pouring out of my time, my energy, my resources, so that Christ's name may be lifted high among the nations. I don't want to give only what is convenient to me, but to give until there is nothing more to give, until I've spent it all on Christ.

When I reach the throne room of the Living God, I want to be able to say that I gave Him everything I had.

God, use me. Break me. Ruin me. Take me. All I have and am is for You.
Waste me on You, My King.