Just say the word.

I'm a blogger! Well, kinda. I've started and lost a few in my time. But this one has been building in me for months so I think this one will stick. :)
Backstory time!
I am the type of person who chooses one thing and pours all I have mentally into it. So when I discovered music, I decided that "God decided" I'd ONLY do music. I was good for nothing else. I have a uniskill. (Not necessarily a unibrow, but similar.)
Then I started a blog, decided I was only a writer. That all my days I would write and THAT was God's plan for me.
And on and on it went for a few more times "God would change his mind".
Finally, I began my fit. I grumbled my frustration under my breath and stomped my feet at God. HE was wasting MY time. Making and changing his plan for me over and over. Uncool dude, uncool.
So, I was in the middle of my mid-starting-life-as-an-adult crisis and God called me out. Instead of calling my identity theft out, he simply told me one thing: Stop seeking where you will go or what you will do, SEEK me and I will make it abundantly clear where I want you.
So, I stopped, and I decided to obey.
Monday, I sought God. Five minutes in, someone called me and asked me to watch their kids each Tuesday.
Tuesday, I sought God. Five minutes in, someone called me and asked me to tutor thier son each Wednesday.
Wednesday, I sought God. Immediately someone called me and asked me to run a service for kids each Thursday.
and so on, and so on. Soon, my entire week was scheduled around kids.
My, how the tables had turned. After pouring all I had into God, he had poured me entirely out where he wanted me.

I made it my anthem. SEEK. I wrote it on every page I had. SEEK. I wrote it on my hand. SEEK. I drew it in bubble letters. SEEK. SEEK. SEEK. SEEK. I searched it online, in my concordance, in my dictionary. It was everywhere.
Two years, it lasted. Finally, I thought it would be ok to move on.
New years resolutions came and I... wait for it... sought God. I asked him if he would give me another word. To double the anthem. Move from one word to two. He came through.
Focus.
On him. On the moment. See more clearly. Lose the blur. Focus.
Next year, I thought I'd keep up the tradition.
Create.
I've always been crafty. I have an uncontrollable reflex to mesh random junk together to make something new. I never saw it as coming from God. But the words stopped there. I asked God the next year and got nothing.
Seek. Focus. Create.
That's my song and I'm sticking to it.

And I think that's the natural flow of it. Seek God. He'll lead you where he wants you.
Focus on where you land. (but none of that all of the whole eggs in one basket thing. There's more than one purpose to a person.) And where you land, make it count. Create something out of nothing. Bring it full circle. Create for the creator.

I have his DNA. He creates, so I must. And boy, I love it. So, here goes!