She calls my name. She tells me I’m not enough yet.
She blurs my perspective so that I can’t see the goodness right in front of me.
She tells me that I must try harder, work longer, go farther than I am right now.
But then these words–
I don’t know this ambition.
It sounds so much more like my Savior.
The One who calls me to smallness, stillness to peace and life.
The One who whispers, “You are enough in me because I am enough in you.”
The One who stops me from striving, who gives me permission to slow down, who tells me my worth is already won forever.
Yes, this is the ambition I want to live with, to live for.
A quiet life…especially on the inside.
Where all the demands and lies have been silenced.
And all that’s left is ambitious, outrageous, scandalous Love calling my name.
p.s. Several of you have asked for a translation button so you can read the posts in another language. And it’s here! Just got to www.holleygerth.com and you’ll see it in the sidebar to the left. 🙂