Not my story

Godsman, the man where saying what I will do and how I will do it, no longer adequate.  I am left with what I am and what God wants for and the space between the two, a space that I may never traverse, but God will reach regardless.  Regardless of my inadequacies, my bitterness, lack of hope, regret, remorse, doubt or prowess.  We want His greatest blessings and yet are unwilling to surrender to His commands, knowing fully it is the only way to reach our desire.

I must not strike the rock taking the quarrels of those around personally, forgetting God’s direction.  I must not rest for a moment, a moment of indulgence, allowing my sinful flesh to entice me toward adultery.  The kind of mistake that assures I will never achieve God’s greatest blessing in this life. God’s intended blessing for my existence may look like crucifixion or death by hungry lion, perhaps it will mean fame, fortune and ease.  Will I throw my hands in the air, giggling as gravity tests my resolve or will I scream in horror, clutching for handholds?  We all know I cannot and do not wish to get off the ride.  Isn’t it then joy that differentiates my passing?

Am I committed to reaching and embracing that blessing with joy, the joy of knowing I am serving God’s Plan to my greatest potential?  God is, regardless of my perception, reaction, obedience or attitude.  Will words convince you that I rejoice in God’s plan for my life even if it means martyrdom, most certainly not?  Faith is a robust discipline.  It may not simply be defined, appreciated and understood in its conceptual or theoretic form, though these are deeply satisfying.  Faith must be lived, for the living of life is its own meaning and may not be understood simply via observation or contemplation.

The new dilemma of the convicted Christian is to do it without simply saying what must be done in self-conversation.  We must not convince ourselves that we are doing what God wants we must give ourselves to the Potter’s Hand and allow the shaping to define the result.  Although, I have hints about what God is doing in my life and where He is taking me, I truly don’t know, arguably don’t want to know the destination He has prepared at the end of my edification.  For if I project it then I somehow maintain the deception that I may somehow bring about or sway the outcome.  The Holy Spirit lives in each of us, the House of God.  He will have His way.  Is God’s result my objective?  Then it is His power, authority, direction and miracles that will make it happen.  For example, what if I resisted God, refusing or dodging His every direction?  Do you think that would prohibit His success?  Isn’t that satan’s thinking?

He is my God, but that statement implies some manner of ownership on my part.  I am His, I belong to Him and am grateful/extremely fortunate to have His name and my own associated even the same book.  That is enough for me.  I prefer to throw my hands up high and yell whee!!!, enjoying the ride, not knowing to what glorious end it takes me.  It is simply enough that it is His end and that is the greatest blessing that I will ever enjoy.

 

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