We hear this word ‘calling’ tossed around quite a bit in the Christian world.  ‘I’m called to do this’, or ‘I’m not called to do that’, or more commonly, ‘If I only knew what I was called to then …’ So what exactly is it to be called by God, and what does it look like, and how in Heaven’s name do we ever figure it out.

Personally, I have felt a pretty strong call on my life for as long as I can remember.  It’s that sense that I suppose we all have, that there must be some reason why I am here.  I mean, if there really is a God, and he really did create us and knew us even before the creation of the world (Eph 1:4), then certainly he had something in mind for us at that creation.  The Scriptures really back up this idea.  Jeremiah writes ‘Before I formed you in the womb I knew you … [and] appointed you’ (Jer 1:5) and David claims that ‘you knit me together in my mother’s womb’ (Psalm 139:13).

The problem, it seems, comes when we try to figure out what that call actually is.  ‘Why am I here?’  I may ‘feel’ a pull in a particular direction, or find a Scripture that speaks louder than the others, or maybe even hear a word from a message or from God himself, and I think, ‘yes, that’s it’.  But then I’ll hear ‘no, let someone else do that’, or ‘your not qualified’, or I’ll just look at how that ‘word’ from God didn’t really work out the way that I thought it would and I conclude that either there never really was a call on my life, or I’m just too dumb to ever figure it out.

And that is exactly what our enemy wants us to think.  For while God really does have a place for us in this grand adventure, the one who He cast out of the Heavenlies is determined to keep us from it.. 

We can not, we must not, listen to him.  Even in the haze and the confusion, we must continue to go forward, to advance our position.  It may not be clear and it certainly will not be easy, but it is the only way of a warrior.

‘The Kingdom of God has been forcefully advancing, and forceful men lay hold of it.’ (Matt 11:12).  I’m laying hold of the small details that I do know.  I’m trusting God to work out the rest.

To the King,

David