Where the Faithful Matters

I am and have always been motivated by enjoyment. If I like something, I do it really, really well. Because, in my mind, the better I do something I like, the more I will enjoy it. It was true my freshman year of college when I got that A in a senior-level phonetics course. And it remains true to this day. Living  here in this land of the Deutsch.

This place where I see 5:45 two times a day. Where 7:21am buses bulge with people of all ages, vocations and smells. This is the land in which my building’s laundry room sits 4 floors up, and I have to pay approximately 10 cents per minute to wash and dry my family’s clothes. It’s where purchasing milk and bananas for my cereal requires the physical effort of either a walk or a bike-ride, no matter the weather. But, fun or not, my family needs milk. And bananas. And what I like and do not like has no bearing on any of it.

I am finding a place here in this country that I have never before discovered so tangibly. This, I am learning, is where the faithful matters.

And as the faithful kicks in, I search for wholehearted. Because I want to do this living-in-Germany-for-a-year thing well. And, yes, I really want to enjoy it.

So I pray for the focus and the joy for the faithful. And I look for the God-joy inside every load of laundry. Behind every milk container I purchase. And I trust that He is working even there. And in me still.

I wait because I believe God wants our wholehearted. I think He wants us to love Him wholly and to fully soak up whatever He gives. With joy. Enjoying. He is glorified, I believe when the faithful matters.

And I wonder about you. Are you waiting for the faithful to kick it up a notch? Are you sticking it wholeheartedly? Are you finding the joy? Can I pray for you? Why not leave a comment or send me an email? Let’s do the faithful together. Maybe that will make it more fun.