Not what I once was…
As the journey continues I’m becoming aware of the changes in me and the result of those changes reflected on the environment around me. Changes in me exposed change the world. Changes in how I view the world in and around me impact the way I walk with Him.
Changes in how I view the world in it’s masked brokenness create a relatedness that only the spirit can understand. The ideas I have and perspectives I share are not what they once were.
I’m not what I once was.
Once my thoughts led me to believe I was a sinner, saved by grace. Sinner…! yeah, it’s written all over my face. And although the later may be true [saved by grace]. I am far from the former.
I am a saint who sometimes sins. [truth]
A Saint…! Something about it just rings true in my redeemed heart more than the association with the sinner side of me. The temporal, selfish fleshly vapor side of life needs no help knowing how far I’ve fallen.
When He rose, I was risen with Him. I am a new creation. The old has gone and the new has come.
I am not what I once was.
Something about being a saint born into a life of sin seems more tangible than the sinner man that so closely associates with my carnal self.
A revelation about who I am in Christ [a new creation] began taking shape in my heart about 3 years ago. And even up to this point in my life I am learning more about the truth. I was born a child of God and the inheritance that comes along with royalty is mine.
Releasing me from the affiliation with a “pauper mentality” that so easily stifles my growth, blots out my true identity and suffocates my light. I no longer camp out at the cross..but I jump for joy because He lives in me.
False humility sucks. And me playing small serves no one.
Life is too short to not show up.
Show up for the things that matter. The things that make the world go round. Show up for the one life we have to live and give away everything that we’ve been given – freely.
This life is a gift and what we do with it is a gift back to the giver. Know that you will never see another moment like the one that’s happening right now. You will never be as youthful as you are at this very moment. The clock is ticking.
Some in life experience an event or crisis of some sort that changes the trajectory and outcome of the path chosen. My crisis left me standing alone, reflecting on who I was. Now I see I was only a mere shadow of who I would become.
I pray the world around is compelled to be the change in the world they wish to see through my willingness to be vulnerable and transparent in my brokenness. That others may know Him…
As my pace quickens and my breath shortens I realize yet again – I’m chasing after Him.
I am not what I once was…
