You were made for more

I firmly believe that God plants within each of us certain gifts of truth while we are being formed. These are bound with spiritual ribbons knotted so tightly they can only spring open when the strains of life press against them in just the right way, in just the right time.

But even when one of these truths spring forth within us, we don't always know it's a gift.

Sometimes it just seems like a nagging drum of an overactive conscience. Sometimes we mistake it for the voice of our mother. And other times we connect it to a Sunday school lesson that we hardly remember paying any attention to at all.

And while all of these things may have at one time pointed to the existence of God's gift of truth- they are not the source from where it came.

God Himself is the glorious originator of these magnificent truths uniquely designed and given to us for one reason alone... His unreserved love for you and me.

When I was a senior in high school I was invited to a college party. I had a friend who'd graduated the year before me and became my favorite person in the world the day she invited me to her sorority party.

Cool doesn't even begin to describe what I felt as me and my pink jelly shoes made our way into that party. By the end of the night we were giggling over the attention given to us by two good looking college boys. As the party died down, they invited us over to their place.

Part of me was so flattered, I wanted to go. A much bigger part of me didn't. But plans got made and before I knew it we were getting into their car and driving away.

I was not a strong Christian at this point in my life. Not even close. And I certainly can't say I'd ever heard God speak to me, but in the midst of this situation, I did.

"This isn't you, Lysa. You were made for more than this."

Truth.

A gift of truth.

Planted deep within me when God personally knit me together.

Untied and presented at just the right time.

I wound up making an excuse for a quick exit and walking back to my car alone that night. I mentally beat myself up for acting like a young, immature high schooler who couldn't handle being a college party girl.

But looking back, I want to stand up on a chair and clap, clap, clap for my little high schooler self!

There were other seasons of my growing up years where I heard this truth loud and clear repeated within the confines of my soul and sadly, I refused to listen. These were the darkest years of my life. I wasn't made to live a life that dishonors the Lord.

None of us are.

So, I remembered that gift of truth yesterday and felt challenged and invigorated by it all over again.

"You were made for more Lysa- you were made for more."

I remembered it as I walked through the airport distracted by 1 million assaults on my sugar deprived taste buds. I just kept mentally repeating... made for more! Made for more.

And though my quest to give up sugar pales in comparison to the importance of a high schooler trying to keep her purity- hunger is hunger. Temptation is temptation. Desire is desire. So, maybe they aren't so different after all.

You were made for more.

What a great truth for us all.

So, what do you think? What quest for purity might God be calling you to my friend?
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