Let Yourself Go

I love themes. Which is good because Jesus seems to use them in teaching me oftener than anything else. The same Sunday morning which produced my previous blog saw several thoughts birthed in my head. At four in the morning when I wasn't sleeping well, hot, and bothered about something, the Lord instituted a conversation about some ancient writings of mine. Paraphrased, it went something like this:

God: “Could you let these go?”

Me. “Nooo.....”

G: “Why not?”

M: “So much of who I am, the process of becoming me, is bound up in the heart of those words. If I let them go I feel I would lose me.”

G: “But I know who you are.”

M: “Yes....”

G: “You will never be lost with Me. I remember more of you than you do.”

M: “......”

G: “Besides, who are you to be identifying with these days?”

M: (with excited sulkiness) “Jesus....”

G: “And where are that life and identity hid?”

M: (beginning to get it) “In you!”

G: “And if you are to be pursuing My heart, in the bright recesses of which you are tucked away, can anything that is you ever be lost or forgotten?”

M: (with chastened wonder and certainty) “No.”

G: “Is there more to you than can be seen with human eye?”

M: “Yes.”

G: “Can you hold even that which makes you you with an open hand, like any other possession?”

M: “I have to.”

G: “Can you let these words go now?”

M: “.......Not without some hurt.”

G: “I don't ask that.”

M: “Then yes. I have to.”

G: “Ta-da!”

This is really part 2 of my previous blog, I think, because God, in His usual manner, has been downloading on me from every direction regarding things immaterial becoming material. Thought taking form. Words becoming something— in the beginning God spoke and things became: light, land, water, time. But after I noticed that God's WORDS must be greater than that which comes from them, that this reality we breathe and eat and touch and hear must of necessity be less than, or less real, than that which created it, I began to see that the reverse has to be true too: that what is “real” here, say myself for example, must have a “realer” counterpart on the other side of the veil. Because reality is so much more than we can get our minds around here where our senses become our god and we have more faith in them than in what the Master of Reality tells us is yet to be known. It's a matter of perspective.

Some smart people agree with me too. Donald DeMarco, a Ph.D., for example says, “One aspect of logotherapy technique is to invite patients to see their lives in perspective, that is, to transcend the moment and view life as a whole. When they do this, they begin to see that suffering and uncertainty are not necessarily negative factors that should always be avoided, but can actually contribute to an overall sense of life's meaning.....Most people seem to be fearful of dramatic uncertainty and try to orchestrate their lives accordingly. Security and predictability is what they prefer. Drama is for fiction, not for 'real life.'

A story, needless to say, is as dull as dishwater if it has no drama. But the moral significance of a good story.... is to remind us that by clinging to security, we deny ourselves the chance of living out the story we are destined to live, one that is much more fulfilling.”

And then Beth Moore, in her Bible study Jesus, the One and Only, says, “We can 'forget' about ourselves because Christ never forgets us. We can afford to be less important to ourselves because we are vastly important to God. We can willingly be crucified with Christ because we are raised to walk in resurrection life.”

There is more to us than we know. Our importance to the story God is telling is dramatic. Let yourself go!