After I am sanctified and become a \u201cco-worker in God\u2019s service,\u201d I will probably find it difficult to state what my aim in life is. This is because the Lord has taken me up into a purpose which he alone knows. All my goings are organized by him, which means I can never understand them. What I do know is that he is using me for his purposes throughout the world, just as he used his Son for the purpose of our salvation.<\/p>\n
If I seek great things for myself\u2014\u201cGod has called me for this and that\u201d\u2014and cling to purposes of my own, I put a barrier between myself and God and make it impossible for him to use me. As long as I have an interest in my own character or in any set ambition, I won\u2019t be able to fully identify myself with God\u2019s interests. I can only get through to total identification by losing forever any idea of myself and by letting God take me out into his purpose for the world.<\/p>\n
I have to learn that the aim of life is God\u2019s, not mine. God is using me from his great personal standpoint. All he asks of me is that I have implicit faith in him and in his goodness, such faith that I never say, \u201cLord, this gives me such heartache.\u201d To talk in that way makes me an impediment to him. When I stop telling God what I want, he can take me up for what he wants without hindrance. He can crumple me or exalt me. He can do anything he chooses.<\/p>\n
Self-pity is of the devil. If I go down that road, I cannot be used by God for his purpose, because I live in my own private sphere, a little \u201cworld within the world.\u201d God will never be able to get me to come out into his world, because I\u2019m too afraid of what I\u2019ll encounter. I have to set aside my selfishness and fear and become entirely identified with him.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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