This song got stuck in my head earlier, so I looked it up to listen to it and end the constant loop in my brain.
Then, as He always does, God reminded me of something.
God calls me, after freeing me at no cost and with nothing but love.
He calls me to act justly, love mercy, and to walk humbly.
I am ANYTHING but humble. I like mercy, but I do not love it. Justly is not a word one would use to describe my actions.
God has called me to do these things, to feed the hungry and stand beside the broken, and He has called me to do it EVEN WHEN my depression is at its worst. EVEN WHEN my physical health is keeping me in bed. EVEN WHEN I don't want to, because I'm tired, and I'll just do it next week. EVEN WHEN I am depleted and run down, EVEN WHEN I am angry and hurting, EVEN WHEN I don't feel like I would do any good.
I must go.
Keep me from just singing.
Move me into action.
And I am so grateful that His mercies are new every morning, as I sit here staring at 3:10AM on the clock.
At great personal cost, He bought me my freedom, and this is what He asks of me.
It's time to do something about it.