I seem to be drawn to 1 Peter these days. There is a lot to
be said about being chosen especially by God and for God in the first few
chapters of it. Today I read 1Peter 2:9 – 10 in The Message and really liked
the purpose it gives me for continuing to live.
“But you are the ones chosen by God, chosen for the high
calling of priestly work, chosen to be a holy people, God’s instruments to do
His work and speak out for Him, to tell others of the night and day difference
He made for you – from nothing to something, from rejected to accepted.”
I need a sense of purpose in spite of the way I feel. Today
is one of those days where I am not quite sure what to do. I’m not feeling well
and cannot isolate any specific cause. Waiting to hear results from doctors’ tests
make the days seem to go on without meaning. But the truth is there is meaning,
a significant purpose in keeping about the activities of the day. I’ve been
chosen by God for a high calling of work. What is this high calling?
To be holy, devout, God-fearing, spiritual for the purpose
of having others notice God. To be an instrument that God can use to do His
work (which is having others notice God). Another part of the high calling is
to be a voice for Him, to speak out for Him, to tell others of Him. This should
be easy because the message I have to share is a message that says I am night
and day different than I used to be and it is all because of what He has done
for me. God made me night and day different. I used to be confused, lost,
lonely, misunderstood and misunderstanding of others, sad, uncertain of goals
and purposes, and so many more things that could cause a lack of peace and calm
in my life. Now only a couple of things matter: He’s made me something from
nothing and has turned around rejection into acceptance.
That’s worth living for and it’s worth serving Him and
speaking out for Him. No matter how I feel today, physically or emotionally,
there’s a purpose for my existence. That’s worth celebrating this holiday
season.
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