I was listening to a sermon talking about when God was at His best. And this sermon is on repeat in my head. I need it imprinted on my heart. The greatest thing this pastor’s words did for me was give me initiative. Initiative to think about when I was at my best.
Was I at my best when I took my first step? Was I at my best when I fell down, and got back up, and tried it again? Was I at my best when I climbed the mountain or swam in the sea in rough waters? Was I at my best when I welcomed obstacles? If you’re on the outside, the answer may be yes. Honestly, I may say yes, even if I know that’s not the answer.
Was I at my best when I learned to harness my power? When I learned at accept love? I don’t know if that’s the correct answer. I don’t know the answer. It’s a question that will drive me. It’s a question that I want to explore. It scares me to answer it, but I look forward to the journey. Maybe the best of me is yet to be uncovered. My best isn’t what I done or who’ve met, but in what is to come.
The best in me is to come because of who God is, and what He needs me to see. So He can give me what He desires for me.
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