It was 3:00 AM. At least that’s what I thought my sleep-filled eyes told me after they looked at the clock beside my bed. I wasn’t sure what had woken me. Then I heard screams coming from down the hall. Ugh, not another night of one kid waking up the other in an endless cycle that would last until morning. My wife was already out of bed taking care of them like the superhero she is. But I lay there brooding in my own frustration anyway.
Then, a loud, window-rattling crack of thunder followed by another round of screams told me this wasn’t one of those nights. A split second later, the power flickered out, and the whole house was dark.
Because of our desire to grow and succeed, we can often become too focused on the techniques and tools required for us to reach our goals. We can easily forget that our calling to do is an extension of our calling to be.
For disciples of Jesus Christ, there is nothing more important than the voice of God calling us. His call bestows upon us our identity as a His children. Through His call, we become the people we were meant to be. Because of his calling, we are given the opportunity to follow Christ.