Last night, I was laying in bed, trying to go to sleep. My lips were dry, so finally I put on Chapstick. As I lay back down again, now comfortable and ready for a good night’s rest, I thought how the moment was tweet-able: “can’t fall asleep before I put on my Burt’s Bees #firstworldproblems”
And then I thought — how LAME is that. How arrogant, how self- and comfort- centered.
I can’t fall asleep because my lips are dry. And I know there are people who can’t fall asleep tonight because of the gnawing hunger in their stomachs, because they have starved all day. And there are children — abused, beaten, taken advantage of — maybe they live in fear of their own father, or an adult they were betrayed by. Those kids can’t sleep because they live in fear of when the next beating will come. The mother who cries because she can’t feed her own children. The man who goes to sleep, with no hope to wake up to, because he has no purpose in life.
And here I am, inconvenienced by my lack of comfort.
What is my life? For what do I live?
“For in Him all things were created… All things have been created through Him and for Him.” -Colossians 1:16
God created me for Himself. The purpose of my life is to glorify Him.
“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” -Ephesians 2:10
God knew me before He created me (see Jeremiah 1) and He has a plan and a purpose for my life.
And that purpose is much bigger than simply living to fulfill my selfish desires.