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My Highest Calling

November 10, 2018 Vanessa Casarez Featured

Getting ready for bed tonight was more difficult than usual. My daughter got her four-month shots today, and my poor baby girl was feeling fussy and helpless all afternoon. Trying to get her to bed was so hard. After some good ol’ cuddlin’ and lovin’, she finally drifted off and is now fast asleep in her crib. When I set her down and walked away, I felt like a champ! If you’re a mom, you’ll understand how great it feels. 

I’m telling you this story because as I was walking away, I felt a sense of accomplishment—like I had just won the highest prize after finishing the hardest race.

I often find that I get these feelings after accomplishing things I do for my daughter and my husband. It occurred to me then, that I get these feelings because this is my highest calling. I wholeheartedly believe that God knew I would be a wife and mom. He knew all along that He was equipping me for this life. Yes, I love working, and I know I’ll use my degree in some workforce eventually, but above that, my highest calling is to serve my family and others.

I can’t help but think about Jesus’ highest calling. Because He was born, we can see His life as a perfect being and the Son of God. He healed people and fed the hungry. He lived 33 years without sin and showed so many people the way to eternal life. But His life on earth was all leading to His highest calling. God knew that Jesus was going to have to lay down His life, so we could live ours. Knowing that people would continue to sin and live in a corrupt world, He still allowed His Son to die.

Over two thousand years ago Jesus lived out His highest calling. He died on a cross so that we could see how much He loved us. So that we could live out our own highest callings.

I don’t know about you, but every day when I remember Jesus’ sacrifice for my life, I am left in awe. It should have been me—after all my mistakes and countless sins. He knew I would mess up, yet—He still died for me! I am so grateful! I could never lift my hands high enough or sing praises loud enough to compare to what He deserves.

Thank you, Jesus, for being the ultimate sacrifice. I just can’t say thank You enough. I’ll forever be Your humbled, grateful daughter. I’ll look to You as I live out my own highest calling.

Thank You, Jesus!