I thought about how quickly life goes. Time moves and glides us along, swiftly moving us into ever changing seasons.
I thought about how things do not matter in the end.
I thought about how I don't want to let all these years go by, and realize I spent too much time wishing I had more things.
I thought about how life is not measured by a dollar sign in your bank accounts or the kind of car you drive.
I thought about how when I get to Heaven, and I stand face to face with Jesus - what will I have done for Him?
I am a girly girl who loves fashion, clothes, and quality things. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with loving style and beautiful things, shopping or going out to eat! All of those things are wonderful blessings. But, I've just been looking at my own heart lately, and seeing that, at times, I'm preoccupied with what I don't have. Wishing for some new item and feeling a little bit down (honestly) that I cannot have it. Comparing my car, my clothes, my fill in the blank - with someone else. Or wishing I could walk into my Pinterest style board and have full access to all my "pinned" outfits, all my longed-for vacations on my "Jet Setting Dreams" board, and all the items from my decorating board right at my finger tips! I'm not bashing Pinterest - I love it, it can be so inspiring and fun...girl, I can pin with the best of 'em! And I love the community of ideas and styles, DIY's and creative inspirations that come from it. But I just want to share with you the thoughts I pondered after my driving in LA experience today. I realized afresh -
Happiness is not found in a pair of Jimmy Choos (although that high of buying 'em sure may feel like it for a while!), a Louis Vuitton bag, a trip to the Bahamas, or driving a brand spankin' new white BMW convertible off a sparkling lot of luxury cars.
It is only found in Jesus.
I want to fall facedown at the feet of Jesus when I get to Heaven someday, not with an armful of designer clothes and a handful of cash I worked for. No, I want to fall at His feet with love, a heart of service, and a life that was spent for Him.... a life that was messy, yes. Imperfect, yes. Failing-often, yes. With a heart that cared more about Him than anything else.