Glory.

I’m satisfied when God challenges me. I’ve sensed it more lately. And by “it” I mean the guidance of the Holy Spirit, keeping me in check. Sure, some difficult conversations have ensued as a result of it, but so has more love and passion than I’ve ever known. Even praying comes easier when I release myself of the burden of saying the right thing and instead let God say His thing using my voice.

I’m satisfied when His Kingdom increases. In me. Through me. I’m reminded that “loving the community” is not a good thing. We must love the individual. The person standing before us that we’ve possibly hurt, or been hurt by, or both – they are a child of the King. And when I truly grasp that realization, His kingdom is all the more advanced. Isn’t it the little foxes that ruin the vineyard? Yet somehow we convince ourselves that those small things will just go away. 98% pure water mixed with 2% sewage is not something I’d offer a friend. Holiness means not stopping until all we have, all we are, and all we offer is pure. And every time we fight � not against flesh and blood � but against the powers of this dark world, God’s Kindgom advances.

I’m satisfied when God wins. I love the moments at the end of the day when, reflecting back, I can sincerely say, “Lord, today I get it. I cannot speak for tomorrow, which will likely hold discouragements and unexpected turns of its own, but today � praise God! � I get it. I get Your goodness, Your mercy, Your Kingdom in me. Love has won me over.” Not every day is like that…yet. But He’s working on me. The more He works, and the more I let Him, love increases. God wins. 

Yes, the smaller moments bring satisfaction, and my satisfaction brings Him glory.