Real Talk #2: My Calling is NOT...

First, I would like to say that I do believe that I threw away 6 hours of my life today watching football (Luckily, I spent those hours multitasking...cleaning, studying, laundry, reading, etc). Which two games did I watch? LSU/Tennessee. and Alabama. I really don't think that Florida deserves to be mentioned in the game title. It was Alabama and more bama. Too much Bama for my liking, to be honest. As much as I LOVE hearing about McElroy's winning streak since high school, I would love someone to beat him. Amen and amen.

Now, onto the true subject of this post.

I read something today that completely describes what my heart has been feeling the past 6 months probably.

"I needed desperately to be close to Jesus, so I went searching in the one place I’ve always been able to find Him: among the least of these. I felt the heart of God racing wildly within me as His tears became mine. There are a lot of things and people in this life that I have lost; that’s life. The one thing I cannot afford to ever let go of is God’s heart. Some would say that I am crazy and continually put myself in danger; I suppose I can’t contest. It’s just that, to me, there is a greater danger that I fear. I would rather lose my life than to lose His heart..."-Katy Coffman.

That is raw, real, and exactly what my heart has been crying out to precious Jesus. I want His heart more than my next breath. I want His life more than all the Viva La Juicy perfume in the entire world. I don't care where He tells me to go or what He tells me to do...I will do whatever it takes to keep my heart in tune with HIS. I want Him. I want Him. I want Him. I want Him. I want Him. I want Him. I NEED HIM.

I don't know how I can know how passionate and crazy the Love and Grace of Sweet Jesus is and remain unchanged. IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE. but you know what? I remained unchanged for longer than I want to admit...

I don't know how it took me so stinkin' long to realize that my heart was divided between Him and the world.

As each day goes by, He keeps whispering into my heart THIS TRUTH:
“This is what I, the Lord of Heaven’s Armies, say: My love for My bride, Rachel Hopper, is passionate and strong! Don't you see? Give me your everything...Take a drink of my love and be satisfied. The world just makes you more thirsty...Drink in My love for you..." (Zech. 1:14).

I am His.

Before anything else, I am called to be a Jesus-lover, Jesus-follower, and Jesus-worshiper. That is my calling.

My calling is NOT to be a daughter...


My calling is not to be a sister...


My calling is not to be a granddaughter...


My calling is not to be a friend...


My calling is not to be a worship leader...


My calling is not to love His children around the world...


My calling is not to be Rachel Hopper...



My calling is to love the LORD, my God, with ALL my heart, soul, mind, and strength. Sure, loving Him has a lot to do with those other things, but they are only an outflow of my first calling, my calling to be a God-worshiper. He is first. He is King. He is Savior.

He is the Redeemer, and I am the redeemed.

I owe my life...every little broken piece.