Skip to main content

What really matters

Phew. What really matters? Have you sat down and really thought about what matters the most in life? well if you haven't, please do.

To sit in front of my God, to be filled with His joy in me, to live for Him-that's what really matters.

Oh I have been so distracted from this truth, I needed to remember that ALL friendships and relationships are for the glory of God. We're supposed to push one another toward Christ, not ourselves. Seriously guys, who are we to seek our own desires in relationships? why? They never satisfy....

What really matters? Jesus and His people. I know I've written on this topic before but its an area in my life where I know I need a constant reminder that this life IS NOT about me. What am I doing to love God more and His people? woah.

Somewhere along the way I've lost my focus on why God has placed people in our lives, why do we need one another. "Umm Natalia, REFOCUS, wake up." seriously, wake up everyone. Why are we here? Why are we so busy looking for things to satisfy us, when really we should be looking for ways to love Jesus more. He doesn't need us, yet He wants us. He pursues us daily and we turn to other things or people to satisfy us. We let others control how we think and act, when in reality Jesus matters the most. His opinion matters the most. He is the one deserving all the glory, so why is it in our daily encounters with His children do we seek our own interests?

REFOCUS. I can't emphasize enough how important it is to not waste a second, minute, hour, day, week, months, years and live it for yourself. Or waste a conversation, message, text and not point the other person to Christ. Speak of Jesus all the time, show people what really matters. When you find Jesus, you are complete in Him- we don't need anything else, in fact nothing even compares to Him.

Guys, get on this. Soak up the truths...Actually...don't take my word for it, go to the bible and love Jesus!

<3 Nat


Popular posts from this blog

It's real

Depression- the word is either used too much or not enough. 

Upon hearing that someone may be depressed, some just look the other way as if it's not real, as if it's a trend or not as bad as the guy next door. Some may treat it with medication, therapy, and may even suggest medidation. 

I heard a statistic from 2013, that 437 children die from cancer, that is one too many, and 4,600 individuals ages 10-24 will take their own lives. I am one hundred percent positive the numbers have increased since, sadly. So. Are we judging too quickly when some one may be depressed? Are we shrugging it off as if it's not a thing. Let me tell you something...

Unless you have mentally experienced the battles a depressed person fights- you have no say. Unless you have felt your own heart beat fasten it's pace because your lungs are trying to grasp for air due to heavy tear flow that became silent- you can not point fingers. Unless you felt the utter darkness that surrounds the mind and the …

I'm not proverbs thirty one

Have you ever read Proverbs 31? 

It describes a woman who is intimidating to me, yet I aspire to be. If you ever have time, read the chapter, if not, I'll break it down for you. In this chapter King Lemuel meaning "devoted to God" wrote a passage that was almost a perfect description of his mother, some say he was inspired by her wisdom. His mother, Bathsheba made her wisdom very evident when she was basically telling her son "not to fall into the trap of immorality, chasing after women will sap a king's strength. (Proverbs 31:3) I can only draw my own assumptions that Lemuel was inspired by that saying and wrote up a whole chapter based on what a woman of virtue should look like. I won't quote the chapter in this blog, although I must have read it three or four times tonight, and had it basically memorized at some point in high school, however I'll attempt to simplify with my such minuscule concoction of words.  

So, what is a Proverbs 31 woman? 
She is tr…

and the dust on my feet

From LAX to Dubai to Entebbe- here walking around in my beloved red dirt Uganda. Nothing seemed real until that plane brought me to this country. The plane wheels hit the ground and the tears started to roll down my cheeks. 

For so long, I have been so angry at God for giving this love for the nations, and then not opening any doors. Only to realize, that I needed growth, I needed to turn to Him fully, only to understand that He needed me somewhere else at the time. As I looked out the window through my teary eyes, I heard Him say "See, I got you back here." I felt a sense of relief, I felt as if this was what I needed from Him, to finally feel Him. 

Stepping out of the plane, the instant smell of Uganda hit my senses and my heart began to race. Feeling all sorts of emotions, I took my first step onto Uganda. My heart was full with joy. 

Getting all thirty of our checked in bags was already a challenge, patience was much needed. Sweat dripping down my neck, hunger in my tummy, …