“It’s not about you.”
I have lost count of the number of times those four words have hit me with a palpable force … and the times my pride wanted to take over and convince me that the statement was a lie. But deep down, I know it was the truth.
The circumstances were all very different, but the heart issue was always the same … as once again I needed to come to terms with the truth that my life, my ministry, my very purpose in being here is ultimately not about me; it’s about my needs; it’s not about my ideas and plans and dreams and hopes; it’s not about my wounds or betrayal. At the end of the day; in the final analysis; when the rubber hits the road – IT’S ALL ABOUT JESUS AND HIS MISSION.
When this truth offends my mind and captures my heart again, something inside of me unlocks. I realize that my focus has been inward, but freedom comes when we fix our eyes upward.
When I turned away from God, my focus was on myself. When I strove to behave and be the model disciple, perfect Pastor and the best husband and father in the world … my focus was on myself. Suddenly, instead of focusing on me, I centred my thoughts on the One who gave me life.
Our sacrifices will never replace what God desires from us the most: a surrendered heart.