He Died For Me

He died for me

A simple statement

I could dwell on for hours

It is easy to say

Harder to fathom

And throws my world

UP-SIDE-DOWN!

I like my comforts

My house, my hobbies

My nice car

My padded pew Christianity

It is easy to check the box

Teach a childrens class-check

Attend church—check

Listen to good music—check

Put money in the collection plate-check

Pray before meals—check

Checked—but is that enough?

What if He wants more

My heart—all day long

My thoughts—all day long

My service—all day long

What if I stopped living

In mediocrity

Meandering

Comfortable

What if the pew isn’t padded?

What if He wants my predictable life

Wants me to stop running in circles

What if I were His hands

Or His feet?

Where would He walk?

Who would He be with?

Where would I go?

And am I willing to go there?

Who does He want me to love for Him today?

Tomorrow?

What would that look like?

If I really lived everyday

Like He died for me.