by Charles R. Swindoll
Read Philippians 1:17; James 4:3
During my days in seminary, I formed a habit that helped me
immensely throughout life. I had my artistic sister, Luci, print a simple,
three-word question on a small rectangular card I placed on the wall above the
desk where I spent so much of my time.
Just black letters on a white card, with a bold question
mark at the end:
WHAT'S YOUR MOTIVE?
I no longer have the card, but the question is now indelibly
etched on my mind. I ask it almost every day of my life. It has proven to be an
essential checkpoint I now apply on a regular basis:
Why are you planning this?
What's the reason behind your doing that?
Why did you say yes (or no)?
What is the motive for writing that letter?
Why are you excited over this opportunity?
What causes you to bring up that subject?
Why did you mention his or her name?
What's your motive, Swindoll?
Searching, probing, penetrating questions.
Because the path of servanthood is so perilous, we need to
cultivate a sensitive walk with God marked by obedience.
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