I’d prefer to sit comfortably at home.
I’d prefer to be in the nice, cool air conditioning.
I’d prefer to not have to deal with those in need.
I’d prefer to not have to deal with those with a lesser status than me.
I’d prefer to just listen to the gospel without having to actually do something with it.
I’d prefer that Jesus would simply give me want I want, and that His will would bend to mine.
I’d prefer that Jesus didn’t really die for everyone–that way I can keep judging people.
I’d prefer that God would just let me in to heaven because, you know, I’m a good person.

The truth is:

My priority should be living outside of my comfort zone.
My priority should be taking care of those who don’t have nice, cool air conditioning.
My priority should be dealing with those in need because they need and I have.
My priority should be learning that I’m the worst dirty sinner there is.
My priority should be ingesting and digesting the gospel, rather than blogs or twitter or facebook or football or text messages or emails or…
My priority should be diving deep into His word so that I can understand His will, and wrap mine around it.
My priority should be carrying the coat of those I judge, rather than wishing they’d carry mine.

My priority should be sharing the gospel, the Word, with any and all, because one day, my time’s going to be up, and He’s going to ask me: “so, what did you do with the time I gave you?”

*Gulp*