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Hi all

In previous posts I am trying to figure out my calling. Recently I have observed that my calling doesn't matter as long as I am His. What I mean is if He asks me to do something I want to obey no matter what the task. Like a slave is subject to her master so I am subject to my Lord. I have given my life away including my time, my plans, my thoughts, my dreams, so I am not my own in any way. Luke chapter seven starting in verse thirty seven tells us about a sinful woman who bows her head at the feet of Jesus. The woman weeps and kisses His feet then wipes them with her hair. I often feel like I imagine that woman felt. So guilty and ashamed the only sensible thing is to so humble myself, I dare not open my mouth for I know He knows all the sins I have committed. I weep for I know I deserve death. I gratefully lay my life down before my Master and I kiss His feet in humble submissive surrender. In a way, I am begging forgiveness from the only One who has the power to forgive me. He tells me my sins are forgiven. I feel like David felt in Psalm 34 when he says, “I will bless the LORD at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.” I look down at my ring on my left finger and I remember, like a wedding ring, I have promised my life to Christ and He is slowly teaching me what it means to be His devoted servant.