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What Really Matters

In the end, it's not going to matter what our house looked like, what kind of car we drove, what kind of clothes we wore, how stong we were, how much muscle we had or how good(or NOT good!)we were at CrossFit!

This is what I felt God speaking to me in church the other day...

It's so easy to get caught up with the things of this world, to worry about things that just don't really matter. I love these lyrics in the song "All the Pretty Things" by Tenth Avenue North:

Look at all the pretty things
That steal my heart away
I can feel I'm fading
'Cause Lord I love so many things
That keep me from Your face

I have been getting consumed with CrossFit lately; it's been all I think about! But I really have to make sure that I DON'T put exercise and food before God. He has to be number ONE. I am passionate about health and fitness-I love it. BUT I should have that same passion for God and for sharing my faith.

What's really going to matter in the end is what we did for God. Did we show his love in our words and actions? Did we reach out to people in need? Did we set an example for others with our life? That's what my thoughts need to be focused on. It's what we were put here for.

My thoughts should be on being the best that I can be for GOD, not for CrossFit.

Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes.
-Luke 12:23

Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.
-Colossions 3:2

Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them. For everything in the world—the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life—comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever.
-1 John 2:15-17

Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
-Matthew 6:19-21

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