What does God want from me?




Do you ever look at your life and ask yourself ďWhat does God want from me? Iím His, and Heís in my life so what does He want? I can be great; there is greatness in my obedience; so what will He do and why hasnít He done it? Iím ready!Ē

Did it ever occur to you that all God wants is space?

God doesnít need me to be great. He doesnít even want me to be great. In fact the best thing I can do for Him is to get out of the way. Get my own will and my own agenda and pack those bags and give them their walking papers. There isnít room in this man for the two of us. Somebody has got to go!

Step aside junior and let the Son of Man show you how itís done. Heís gonna be knocking heads and taking names and if all goes well thereíll be some world shaking and nobody will remember my name.

Thatís what He wants from me, space. Room to work. A place to take up residence. Blank walls and an open door. He wants my address to be His address. He wants people to be able to come to this temple looking for Him and find Him.

Itís not that Iím not valuable, He just wants better for meÖthan me. He wants me to have Himself.

Iím a child learning how to whistle, Heís the Symphony Orchestra. Iím finger painting, Heís Picasso. Iím a kid with a pea shooter and an inner tube, Heís the Sixth Fleet. Look, Iím me, and Heís God. If you were coach who would you put in the game? This is for all the marbles. This isnít training camp for god wanna-beís. There are lives at stake here - eternal lives. If Iím on Godís side in this war, Iíve got to step aside.

There was a sticker going around that read. ďGod is my co-pilotĒ. Then someone responded to that one with ďIf God is your co-pilot you better change seatsĒ. Well itís been my experience that if God is flying my plane I better just find a seat and hang on. He doesnít need a co-pilot or a navigator or permission from the control tower, Heís flying by the seat of His robe and taking down the enemy. Heís the ĎAceí of the heavenlies and Iím not fit to fuel His plane.

Seems the only thing I do for Him is to serve as a bad example. Iíd step into His shadow if He had one, but He just shines every which way! If Iím even close Iím enjoying His light itís my shadow you see. If Iím really close His light shines right through me, and if I embrace Him, all youíll see is Him, you wonít even know Iím there.

Read Revelation 19, starting at verse eleven. ď Now I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. 12 His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. 13 He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of GodÖ15 Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God. 16 And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.Ē Sound like someone who needs your help? That is Jesus at His return. And where are we? ď14 And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses.Ē Weíre right there BEHIND Him. I think thatís the place to be because He grabs the Enemy leaders, the Beast and the False Prophet, and throws them alive into the Lake of Fire. Then He alone kills the rest of the evil army with the Sword that came out of His mouth. And where are we this whole time? It doesnít say, it doesnít say we ever came out from behind Him. I think we never get our robes of fine linen dirty. I think our white horses know better than to get in His way.

Our place is to point to Him and give Him space; to embrace Him so that His light shines through us, and to worship Him, because He alone is worthy. Thatís all He wants from us.