No Moment Is Wasted
No moment is wasted. That is my “theme” for 2019. Every moment in life, no matter how big or small, is not wasted but yet serves a special purpose that may not be revealed to us for years and years to come, if ever revealed to us at all.
You’ll probably hear me reference “no moment is wasted,” many times throughout my writings.
Today, I was reflecting on a time in my life where I felt like I was stuck. I didn’t know what my “next move” was, I felt like I was in a rut. I decided to stop pursuing singing, other than for fun, I didn’t have any up and coming grand plans, and I just didn’t know what my “next move,” would be.
It was the summer between my sophomore and junior year of college and I started praying, very boldly every night—at “the point,” (my college pals will know this place), Starbucks, Vintage Paris, everywhere—I prayed for God to use me in whatever my “next move,” was.
I stopped praying for the dreams and wishes that I wanted my “next move,” to be, but instead prayed for God to use me in whatever he had planned out for my “next move,” to be.
More specifically, I looked out at the sunset over Taneycomo Lake at prayed out loud the words of a popular song: “Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders, let me walk upon the waters, wherever you would call me, take me deeper than my feet could ever wander, and my faith will be made stronger in presence of my Savior.”
I prayed that prayer every night that summer, faithfully and boldly. I wrote down my thoughts, words, and feelings of how God was speaking to me through this moment. No moment is wasted.
If you ask God to use you—prepare to be BOLD. My junior year, after praying faithfully all summer for God to lead where my trust was without borders, God presented me with my “next move,” or “next moves,” I should say.
I was granted with an internship in Washington, D.C., and an intensive study of the Cold War followed by a trip to Europe.
Talk about a “next move.”
It was during my internship where I learned how to be BOLD in my faith, find comfort in being outside of my comfort zone, and make horrible, awful mistakes, but BOLDLY wake up the next day and try again with no fear.
It was during my intensive study of the Cold War where I discovered new passions that lead me to more, and more “next moves.”
It was right before the trip to Europe I experienced a horrible panic attack for the first time.
All of those little moments were not wasted. My mistakes, panic attack, and prayers were not wasted. Because today, as I write this, God is revealing the purpose of those moments to me, years later.
No moment, no matter how big, or small, is wasted. Remember that as you navigate your way through yet another day of things that may be painful and don’t make sense right now.
Pray faithfully. Pray BOLDLY. Pray for God to use you.
No moment is wasted.