I'm So Bored With Little Gods... 2 thoughts
God INVENTED time. His timing is perfect. And yet I am measuring out my time with Him - counting the minutes - counting the cost. What if time measured, was completely removed and thus, could not be considered currency to be spent, sacrificed or counted?
What if all we HAD in life was time - and we never knew how much we had banked and only God worried about our portions; and when 'time' finally ran out, THAT is we became free to never worry about rationing out this precious entity again?
What if our 'time spent' before the Lord was the only place where cost never mattered?
Five minutes - five years. Same difference in the Kingdom. The point IS - you forget there even IS time.
And we live in the future, and we live in the past - ALL measured by time past, and time future in relation to time NOW.
One of the devil's greatest deceptions: that the time allotted to us is first OURS - and second, that the "could'ves", "would'ves" and "should'ves" coupled with the "what-if's" of the future, can be somehow recaptured or precaptured in the "Now". In vain we believe this, and in that vanity, if we don't allow our paradigm to be completely changed by God, we will waste our lives. We doom ourselves to never capture the divine moment of the "Now" of the Lord, where He is. "Be still and know that I am God." (Psalm 46:10) - This phrase becomes then, the very cry and the very profound reaching of a God who knows the frailty of man. We really are just dust. (Psalm 103:14)
To know this, I am thus responsible to change. I MUST be changed forever. God is NOW. So am I. When we say we will be ruined in the glory of God and that we will waste our time to search Him out - truthfully, it is to offend the world's definitions and even our flesh's self-professed rights. God's time is so different than ours, anyway. I'm not sure I can really allow myself to wish I were doing anything else than what God has commissioned me to do right NOW, ever again.
Man - I'm being completely ruined in this thought. - in this new thing God has revealed in my heart.
Such a heart of man.
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy.
He raised His scepter of mercy and did not bestow on me the wrath that I deserve, and THEN - He clothed me in grace - favoring me and blessing me in all I put my hands to do to bring Him glory.
I need think for a while again.
Until I come up for air,