Thursday, June 25, 2009

Doing? Being? Do-be-do-be-doooooo

If I believe that I'm *not* something I'm *supposed to be* (loving, for instance), then I'll berate myself, and strive to do loving things. However, it will be exhausting to continually strive to do something I believe I'm not (can anyone say "double-mindedness"? can anyone say "treadmill"? can anyone say "Christian life"?).

BUT ~ if I choose to be something (loving, for instance), and believe I already am that, my doing flows naturally out of my being.

"As a man thinketh in his own heart, so is he."
(emphasis mine, but also, I dare to say, God's)

Semantics, you say? Perhaps. If you think that in your heart, then sure. ;)

But what if it's a larger, perhaps universal, truth...?

I see that I'm made in the image of God (as are you, y'know) ... and that can mean many different things, to many different people.

For me, what I've come to believe, is that I'm made in the image of God, because that's the only "stuff" from which anyone/anything can be made...! Everything is God-stuff, in various forms. As I was reading this morning, in the 11th chapter of Paul's letter to the Romans:

For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be the glory forever. Amen. (verse 36)

Yes, I'm made in the image of God, who IS Love. If I really *believe* that, if I think that in my heart -- so will I be. And thus will I do. (Can anyone say "Abundant Life"?)

I AM Love.

So be it.

Shalom, Dena


MysticBrit said...

Abundant Life indeed, Dena. I am what I think, and I do what I am. Renewing our minds is what will change the world: each of us becoming Who We Really Are - Unique Expressions Of All That Is. Breathtakingly simple, world transforming. Let it Be:)

dena said...

You've nailed it -- very succinctly, too!.

I'm somewhat lacking in the succinct-gene. Must've been lingering in the line of prolific-ness..! ;)

I envy you folks who can say what you mean with precision -- meanwhile, I'm meandering all over tarnation, embellishing my thoughts like an ADD-Victorian decorator! A little more here, a bit more there ...!

It seems that I get a serious word-build-up in me, and the job is to get them OUT, so that I can go to bed and actually sleep. Otherwise, I lie there, muttering profundaties, annoying my husband, and keeping the kids awake.

So, thanks for enduring my verbal-purging -- and keep summing up my blatherings...!

Shalom, Dena