Everyday I want to ask myself why I’m here. I need the reminder. Jesus’ words about worrying ring in my ear, Isn’t life more than eating and drinking? (Matthew 6:25). My friends the drafters of the Westminster Catechism nailed it: I’m here to glorify God and enjoy him forever; not to drive around looking for somewhere to drop $50 on dinner; not to find nice threads to cloth my body with; not to read loads of books and impress my friends; not to make sure every conversation leads back to me.

I’m at seminary. I live in a seminary town. Driving from the main highway down to my apartment I can see the very tip top of the steeple of our chapel barely holding its neck above the tree line. That represents why I’m here. To me, seeing that steeple reminds me that I’m here for Jesus.  My life is more than GAP clothing and Cheesecake Factory BLTs. In fact, I’m not my own therefore glorify God in my body (1 Corinthians 6:19-20).

This is a daily process that needs daily renewing and I need daily reminding.