Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Contentment



Recently I've been doing this thing where I sit down and write for a half hour or more. I have a hard time actually doing it, though.  Supposedly I have a passion for writing, so the real question is whether or not I can actually be successful in this endeavor. Can I write for the full half hour, and if I can't, why not?  Honestly at this point the pressure is off, the gloves are off, I'm just writing from my heart.  I'm getting ideas down that can later be siphoned into useable material. Maybe my struggle is because writing is really emotionally taxing.  I really want to get distracted and think about the things that I need to get done before I go to England.  I'm really excited honestly to no longer work at Best Buy.  My job now isn't super difficult, but I'm sick of retail and its burdens. If I could stay forever at my current job, I would do it. I don't think I'd be happy, though. Regardless, that's not the way it's happening.  You have better things for me.  You're pushing me out.

I don't envy some of my coworkers that are passionate about retail. They love that type of work. It's their thing. I would hate the position I was passed up for in Best Buy Mobile. Honestly, I'm glad Best Buy turned me down for a promotion.  I want to stay focused on you.  Writing is my way of connecting with your love for me and for the world around me. I'm addicted to the feeling I get when I'm writing, although feeling is the wrong word.  Too superficial.  The word I'm looking for is fulfillment. Contentment.  Joy.   Joy is different than entertainment. Joy can express itself emotionally, but it's really a deep inner fulfillment that arises out of knowing who you are and being happy with it. I feel like I've lost that truth, I've lost that joy.  But I haven't really.  I've just forgotten it and chosen to listen to other voices instead.  I must not listen to the voices that try to drag me away from truth.  Truth is apparent inside of me, and I must let my mind come into alignment with this reality. As my mind comes into alignment, my eyes change and I start to see the world through the eyes of God. It's no longer an issue of not doing enough to access the Kingdom - my works are dead. Works of compassion instead are a natural expression of the love inside of me. Faith has works, that's the point. But it's already done, my salvation is already secure, 100%, right now. This can be a hard reality for the passionate ones to accept, but those passionate bulls were created to work from grace, not for grace.

No, it's not about doing enough, it's about knowing the truth. There is no spoon. The spoon is fear. The spoon is the limitations of an earthly mindset that only comprehends what's in front of us, or at least what we perceive to be in front of us. I'd go on a limb and say there are only two ways you can see the world – through the lens of God or the lens of Satan. The lens of Satan is worldly – it sees the world as two-dimensional, it is hell bent on disempowering the body of Christ and convincing them that they can't do the things that God has said they can do. Satan is determined to keep us grounded. He is the serpent. He lives from the earth, he slithers upon it, no longer able to walk around. His power was stripped from him in the garden.  But you may ask, isn't it logical to think that at the fall of man, Satan took control over the earth?  No, beloved.  The Lamb was sacrificed before the foundation of the earth.  The Old Testament was about God putting into motion his master plan that was determined before Adam and Eve came into existence.  The plan of redemption was never plan B.  God knew Adam and Eve would eat the forbidden fruit. It wasn't his intention, and he never wanted them to do that.  But when they ate, something awful happened – they started to see the world from Satan's perspective. Why? Because in that moment they forgot who they were. They forgot that they were powerful sons and daughters of the living God.

Adam and Eve were sons and daughters of God, but they wouldn't have known what that meant at the time.  They thought their identity was based on their obedience.  So when they ate the forbidden fruit, they knew was that they had disobeyed God and done what was wrong.  They felt shame. They hated themselves and wanted to cover themselves up. They knew they were naked, and they knew they weren't divine beings anymore. Or at least they felt like they weren't. And because they felt like they weren't, and they believed they weren't, God essentially played along and showed them what it's like to be ruled, rather than partnered with. He's the loving father that teaches his children why they shouldn't touch a hot stove by letting them touch the hot stove.  He knew he would have to play the long game to restore their identity and bring them back into their proper relationship with Him.

This relationship disconnect was never on the side of God. This was obvious when the Israelites refused to see God and climb the mountain with Moses, and instead created gods they could control and rule themselves. They didn't see themselves as amazing enough or valuable enough to see God's glory. God knew this and even told Moses that he could only see God's back, in Exodus 20:18-26. Moses drew near to God but not that near, and the LORD was intent on putting fear in his people so that they would know how powerful and amazing He is.

This reverence set the standard for righteousness. God isn't a God of wishy-washy morality. Letting people slide isn't what real forgiveness is. The world claims to love and treat people well, but really they only treat people well that aren't evil and wicked. If people are evil and wicked, the world judges them. But God forgives them. God forgives Osama Bin Laden.  God forgives Hitler.   That's the point. We were once all Hitler.  Jesus' grace covers all sin, not to free us into sin, but to free us from the sin nature that none of us can overcome on our own.

In light of the redemptive nature of God, we are able to see ourselves properly, with the scales removed (Acts 9:18). Every time we read about how amazing God is, we shouldn't see ourselves as equals to God, because we're clearly not, but we should see how amazing we are in light of how amazing God is. Reading the Old Testament and experiencing the fear of the Lord, combined with the extraordinarily good news of the Gospel of Jesus Christ putting us in not just a righteous standing, but a changed nature, should make us more confident than we could ever be otherwise. This truth takes us to a place where we live holy lives, while we wait for the Son to be revealed.



The thing I still have yet to make a part of my life is letting God's peace fill my mind and not worry about the things I can't control, as well as the things I'm afraid of God not being faithful to me in. God is teaching me obedience.  He's showing His faithfulness, and making it very obvious that it's Him. He's not teaching me obedience just for some future war plans. I think we have this fatalistic theology based on war, not on peace and love. The war is already over.  God has won.  It's Satan who wants us to think that it's still raging.  That's why we fight with the sword of the Spirit, the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, and all the armor of God. We fight simply to stay above the lies and believe in who we are and help other people know it also, so that they too may enter in to relationship with God. That's what the weapons of our “warfare” are for. They're not for making the gospel true – they're about helping everyone, including ourselves, aware that it's already true. Amen.