We sing a song at church.  “I won’t be satisfied, til I know, who You are.” 

Lately I’ve been dissatisfied with so many things.  Tonight my mom called me on it.  She asked why I am unhappy.  I had no answer for her.  By the look of things, my life is great.  I have a great job.  I have a car.  I have a computer.  I’m starting seminary.  I go to a good church with a kind-hearted pastor and loads of people who love me.  So, what is wrong with me?

Part of what is wrong with me is that I need to do a few things that God has spoken to me.  Clearly spoken.  I admit that I am dragging my feet.  He’s not asking me to do things that are easy.  He’s asking me to do some hard things. 

Part of what is wrong is that I need to press into Him more.  I need to pray, “More of You, Lord, and less of me.”  BUT–when I pray that prayer, I have to be willing to watch my self die and Him rise up within me.  I have no problem with Him rising up in me.  It’s the dying to self thing that is really tripping me up.  Surprise.  I’m human.  Who would’ve thunk it?  haha

So, I won’t be satisfied until I do a few things. 

I’m going to ask for prayer here.  I need God to open up the right timing, and I need God to give me the strength and the favor to do what He’s asking of me. 

Thanks.