Priority:   n. pl. pri·or·i·ties

1. Precedence, especially established by order of importance or urgency.

a. An established right to precedence.
b. An authoritative rating that establishes such precedence.
3. A preceding or coming earlier in time.
4. Something afforded or deserving prior attention.
Ever get your priorities out of line? Yeah, me too. I find myself at times worrying about things that have no purpose or times when something I am worrying so much is out of my hand and I should have my priorities else where, one step ahead from where I’m at. I’m guilty at times. I’m guilty with my priories with God. I’m guilty of forgetting that my Faith is my everything, and that he already knows his plans for me. {Jeremiah 29:11}
When in the grand scheme of things my priority is my Faith. How often do I fight for it? How often do I make it a priority? How often am I thankful for it? How often do I thank him for His many blessings, far more than the things that I just want Him to go ahead and make happen?
It’s crazy to think that most of us go about our weeks forgetting that there is one hour a week when we can praise our Lord together, at church. While sometimes we find our priority to be else where. Yet, we often forget that we spend 168 hours of our week living freely, when we can’t even give our Jesus an hour a week in his house. Hum, crazy to think and put into perspective.  I’m guilty of it. But Church is a priority for me. Not only spending an hour a week with Jesus is enough. You wake up everyday, how often do you forget that he woke you up, he got you to and from work, and yet, he kept your heart beating, you breathing.
Interesting to think about? Yeah?
This is one thing that I’ve been working hard on lately. Especially in my everyday life. To always keep my priorities with Jesus straight. Even if it means going out of my way.
Shortly after Seth and I were married we had just left church and did our normal routine of grabbing lunch with his family. We were in the car and I remember the exact spot on CR 15 when Seth asked me if I felt ready to lead a youth group or if I felt lead to do something like this now. I was silent. I just kind of though a minute then thought to myself, what experiences would I ever have to be a good youth group leader. I told Seth that I don’t think I would be able to right now, and maybe in a few years it would be something to consider. It never came up again.
Then a few weeks later, I got a message from a friend asking if we would be interested in helping lead a new class at church. A newly married small church. I thought automatically to myself, YES! So I responded right away, and then got a text from Seth saying…shouldn’t we have talked about this? My reply, we both know you would have jumped in head first, so I didn’t think we needed to. He laughed and knew I was right! Like always…just kidding!
So from there we went to group meetings. I was skeptical the first week. I judged you. I judged that it was never going to get anywhere, especially after the second week when we couldn’t even figure out a good time to meet or a good location. But I was skeptical, and my God showed me up. From there we finally threw in our many talents and divided into groups and then I knew I had made the right choice. We’ve made getting up earlier our priority. Even when we have been getting back home at 2:00AM from Indiana Wesleyan Soccer games. And we also live 30 minutes away from NMC. But we did it because we believe in this group of couples that have been ever so selfless with their time and many talents. I did it and continue to pour my time into it because I can feel God moving, just praying with our round tables and our groups I get chills just knowing that I’m surrounded by these individuals who love my Jesus and want nothing less than to grow closer to Him. I made my priority in being apart of this Small Church.
I’m blessed by this group. I have asked Jesus to forgive me for judging you, by the way, because after all He already knew my plans. He knew that I needed challenged. My Faith needed challenged. And most of all, it was already all apart of His plan. Because He has plans much larger than I could ever imagine. Than I could even dream. He knows me. He knows my life, my thoughts, and my fears. But in the midst of everything he is pulling me together and molding me into the person that He sees me to be. I’m starting to get the big picture. I can feel the way my heart is leading me, the way He is leading me. The way I am opening up more and more to my husband about our future, and where I see myself in the future. I need to worry less about the now and how everything will play it’s way out, but more about my priories of getting there. Finding my purpose.
“God lead me where my trust is with out boarders”  Ever heard the Hillsong United “Oceans” song, it tears me up into pieces every time. I normally have a concert in my car with tears in my eyes.
God knows my plans. He knows my heart. He made me. I’ve made him a bigger priority. I can only hope to be so skeptical about my future, yet look back at this post years from now knowing that God was working. I judged his plans for me. I judged his timing. But time and time again he was Faithful, and always will be.

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