Persistence

Today as I reflect back on my morning, I think about what it means to be persistent. Persistent in going to church. Persistent in my faith. Persistent in prayer. And even when I stay persistent in prayer and the answers seem delayed, I am learning to keep going anyway. Even when I love others and that love is not returned the way I hoped, I am reminded that persistence is an act of faith.

Even when life does not make sense and Barbi may feel confused or Bella Love may feel uncertain, I have to stay persistent. I think about my persistence as a leader and as someone who tries to model the way. But the truth is Jesus models the way for me. He strengthens me. He sees my heart. He knows.

I am reminded of Galatians chapter 6 verse 9. Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. This verse brings me back to center because the world can come at you from so many directions at once. When that happens, I simply ask Jesus to help me hold on to His promises. My labor in Him is never in vain. My work for Him is never wasted.

My prayer is that my persistence brings glory to Jesus and to God. Church was a great reminder that Jesus reconciles us, restores us, and makes us whole. He brings us back into unity with Him so that when the trials and tribulations and fires of life show up, we are rooted. We stand steady in our identity.

When we stay rooted, our intentions become aligned with the covenants and obedience of Christ. When we keep our eyes fixed on Him and honor Him, He honors us. He loves us. He gives us time. And in that time we are called to be good stewards. We are called to make an impact on others through how we live. We are called to be generous beings of light.

My hope today is that these words bring life. My hope is that my actions reflect love that is anchored in the peace of Jesus. And as I walk through the day, my prayer is simple. Jesus, let my persistence be my worship.