Live For More.

"Ruin my life, the plans I have made.
Ruin desires for my own selfish gain
Destroy the idols that have taken Your place
until it's You alone I live for, You alone I live for."

This blog isn't going to be about what has been going on in my life lately. This isn't going to be about the adventures that I've been having in Africa. This blog is about my heart. I've tried to keep things casual here and just a vacation with my boyfriend to meet his family, but Africa has wrecked my heart. No, it's not because I see so much poverty here. No, it's not because of culture shock (although I have experienced a lot of that). It's because God follows me wherever I go. It's because I try to just live life for me and for my name and that's not okay with God. He's the most persistent lover and I cannot, for the life of me, get away from Him.

What's funny is that I try. But honestly, we all do. Just go ahead and admit it. You run from God, or try to anyways. And maybe you're pretty successful at it, but I view that as failure.

"How did you get here? You're locked inside of all this fear.
Inside you're crying out, your mind's at war.
Get out, get out and live for more. There's so much more.
LIVE FOR MORE!"

In my life, I am so concerned with how other people view me. I keep a blog so that people will read and be interested in my life. So that people will think I'm godly. When that mindset actually takes me further from godliness as possible. I want my life to be for God's namesake. I want my love life to be for God's namesake. I want my friendships to be for God's namesake. I want my writing to be for God's namesake.

I don't know who God is wanting to read this blog. I feel kinda silly writing this, but I feel like God is wanting me to... for someone specific. He wants you to let go of your fear; you've been trapped in it for so long. Stop trying to make a name for yourself because it won't amount to anything unless it's rooted in the name that will never die.

God will follow you wherever you go. He won't give up on you. Let go.

Love, Kimmy