“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
before you were born I set you apart...”
~Jeremiah 1:5 (NIV).
The call of God is placed before everyone’s life. God knew you before you were even knitted together in the place of your foetal development. And God pre-destined all for a purpose according to his gorgeous and alluring redemptive plan.
The call that is placed over our hearts (our interests and passions) is often that thing—at that time—that we’re set apart for. This is the work for us, for frankly, others couldn’t stand to be hemmed in with it—just like we couldn’t be restrained by the work they choose.
We know we’re in the centre of God’s will and calling when we make mighty concessions just to serve in this way he’s called us. These concessions, hatched in love, are our safety as we go about the global work that is our lives—all in support of the finitely-designed and finitely-destined specific call; the reason for our being, beyond the broader reason.
Our call is a call of faith. We often do not get the audible call of God in symphonic stereo, but our urgings and leanings in life are enough—it’s God’s heart melding with ours. God wants us to do what we want to do—so far as goodness for the Kingdom is concerned.
There is nothing like being smack-centre in the middle of God’s will. Not that it’s ever going to be a constant reality for us, but we can feel it more and more, as if God’s saying, ‘You’re getting warmer... getting hot now... warmer... keep coming.’
And this is our purpose—to stretch past our definitive purpose and engage with the heart of God so far as the broader context of our lives is concerned.
And yet, our definitive purpose right now is that thing that keeps us fundamentally plugged into God—centralised upon his purpose and immediately beckoning call.
Notwithstanding, keeping pace with the Spirit is our call.
Do you see the magnificent, Sovereign tension taking place? General call and specific call—both are of equal importance and both inform upon and engorge the other.
© 2010 S. J. Wickham.