I was thinking about those who do
not accept the reality of God. satan has done a great job of convincing people
that what they see is what they get. I was among this crowd once, even though I
was raised “doing” church. I believed in God until I went to college and
thought my education made me smarter than my back home raising.
One day I decided to be a “do-gooder”
and volunteered to visit someone in a convalescent home. My first visit was to
a man who was severely injured in a car accident. He was burned over 90 percent
of his body. He had no legs, no outer ear lobes, no hair, and no lips. His left
arm and right upper arm were missing. His right forearm was attached to the top of
his right shoulder and had two barely controllable
fingers. The doctors had reattached the nerve ending in his shoulder to the
fingers that allowed them to move. The forearm was turned inward toward his
body.
This man could speak and smoke cigarettes. He was angry and mean. Yet,
all you saw was a torso with sounds coming out of a head and a couple of
moving fingers.
After this experience, I
realized there was more to me than what I saw in the mirror. The “real” me was an intangible entity that dwells inside a shell called a body. I can speak without lips. I do not need my arms and legs to have intelligence.
At that time, I was so concerned about how I looked or was perceived by others. I had defined myself by the outside world through education, money, position, lifestyle, etc. If all these things were in place, I was a whole person. I had arrived to the coveted American dream.
Now I realize that on the inside of my outer shell is a being more powerful than what I see in the mirror. My intelligence is not sourced from the outside world, but from the invisible me. My reality is to remember who God created me to be and who dwells in me through Jesus. There is more to me than
meets the eye.
What I see is not
what I get!
I can have as much of my heavenly Father's love, character, grace, wisdom and mercy as I desire.
I could quote many scriptures but quoting scriptures do not
determine who I am on the inside. Scriptures help to remind me of what God has already declared and done for me. My inward harmony with the Father and totally
trusting Him makes me who I really am – His image and His temple.
Who are you, really?
Do not forget who God created you to be! In the coming days on the earth, you will need that assurance.
Song to Share: You Hold My World by Israel Houghton
Song to Share: You Hold My World by Israel Houghton