The older I get, the more I realize that life is not about what I’ve done, built, or even overcome. It’s about who I’ve loved, and most of all, who I’ve stayed close to.
I’ve chased goals, worked hard, even done good things in Jesus’ name. But nothing has compared to simply being with Him. Over time, I’ve come to see that the plan was never about performance.
It was about presence.
The plan is Jesus. Loving Him, knowing Him, and walking with Him day by day. Everything else fades next to that. I’ve learned that His purpose for me isn’t about how visible or valuable I look to others. It’s about how connected I stay to His heart.
He hasn’t called me to impress Him. He’s called me to love Him, to lean into His voice, and to let Him shape me through joy and pain. The purpose is Jesus.
And I’ve found that in the hardest seasons, when I had nothing else to offer, His love was still enough. That’s when I really understood what He wanted all along: my heart.
At the end of the road, it won’t matter how far I’ve gone or how many things I’ve checked off. If I’ve grown in love with Him, if I’ve stayed near His side, trusted His hand, and kept my heart anchored in Him, then I’ve arrived exactly where I’m meant to be.
The destination is Jesus.
He’s not just waiting at the end. He’s walking with me now. And I don’t want to measure anything in life by success, status, or speed. I want to measure it by love how well I’ve loved Him, and how well I’ve let Him love me. That’s the only journey that truly matters.
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