But I feel bad for neglecting the old blogspot.
So here I am...
"So let us go out to him, outside the camp, and bear the disgrace he bore. For this world is not our permanent home, we are a looking forward to a home yet to come."
Hebrews 13:13-14
Read these verses this morning during my devotion, and they hit me so hard. Earth is not my home - I’m not supposed to fit in, there will undoubtedly be moments when I feel like I don’t want to be here anymore, like I don’t belong, like I shouldn’t be here.
Last night, it was my good friend’s birthday, and she was going to a club to celebrate. I told her (last minute) that I couldn’t come because I felt convicted. I didn’t want to be in that sort of atmosphere. I wasn’t planning on drinking or dancing, but I knew by just being there, I’d feel uncomfortable. Not that it was somewhere too dark for my light to shine, but that I honestly don’t believe it would have been fruitful. I knew that I had to stick to my conviction.
I was almost swayed when she replied to my text and told me that she’d been let down by a lot of her good friends. One of the worst feelings in the world, for me, is to let a friend down. I had a minute where I was almost swayed, my desire to please man reared its head and I tried to persuade myself that if I went, I could be a witness, and it would be the loving thing to do for my friend. But I was not convinced. And surely, to let God down, should be the worst feeling. I was a little down, but comforted by my mister and my homegirl. And then, to God be the glory, I woke up this morning and was greatly encouraged by these scriptures.
We are called to go outside the camp. Out to Jesus. For the camp is not our home.
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