God Pride!


There are times when Mrs Paul retires earlier than I. And then when I retire (in the early hours usually) out of love for Mrs Paul … I creep. You know that “quiet creep” without any lights. Everything a slow process to avoid toppling, that loose floorboard, the door banging, me banging into something … and every squeak of a floorboard, every quiet rustle becomes a crash of thunder.

Out of love I do this.

And every time – at some point – Mrs Paul will jerk awake in terror. A little noise or my simple creepy presence … enough to jangle something deep inside (always makes my heart beat faster as well!). Yet each time a simple and whispered “Shhhhh … it’s only me …” is enough for Mrs P to sleep again. And rarely does she remember when she wakens in the morning.

How easily we are freaked by things that go bump in the night.

While they were talking about this, Jesus himself stood among them and said to them, ‘Peace be with you.’ They were startled and terrified, and thought that they were seeing a ghost. He said to them, ‘Why are you frightened, and why do doubts arise in your hearts? Look at my hands and my feet; see that it is I myself. Touch me and see; for a ghost does not have flesh and bones as you see that I have.’ Luke 24:36-39

>>> The next sequence of thoughts, I am happy to state, is not mine. I am possessed. So please accept that being possessed means “being possessed”. I am not myself – am I?

You know that slogan – Gay Pride? The one that raises so many hackles? The one that causes so much un-Love?

What about this slogan – God Pride?

Or we could do – Possessed and Proud! Or maybe – I am Possessed of I Am! Or – I am of I Am! Or the truth – Possessed: come and join us!

Now just what would happen if we had that on our t-shirts, our bumper stickers, on protest marches standing up for God Pride?

Are we born with that God gene inside, or is it a choice we make? A lifestyle choice or who we really are?

(now why is Mr God stacking all these words together this morning?)

Freaky stuff this being possessed. By Love … by God … by a spirit … Why don’t others “get it”?

God Pride!

Would make a great t-shirt sticker, or a bumper sticker, or anything that told the world who we are! Wouldn’t it?

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6 thoughts on “God Pride!

  1. Well said Paul, although the ‘possessed’ paragraph I had to read twice because it took me a minute to get what you were saying……I wonder why the word ‘possessed’ always creates instant negative connotations in one’s head? Weird.

    • Little Monk got me thinking about that possessed word. The more I think about it the less scary it becomes – and more of “it is what it is.” And what it is is a gift … REALLY!!! 🙂

      BTW – the whole piece today was not on my mind to do (or even write anything at all). One bible, some verses, one face time – and one very unexpected blog later … Go(d) figure! I’m possessed!!

      (and thank you for stopping by. It can seem as though that word “gay” has the same mixed connotations as “possessed” – two elephants in the room at the same time)

  2. Yes, God Pride. I like that. Not ashamed. Not afraid. For Peace is with us and in us. Perhaps if we lived more fully in Him and people could see Him in us, we wouldn’t need to emblazon His name across our cars and chests. People would simply know that our pride is in God and God alone.

    Side note: it is strange to me how a lot of Christians flee the “elephant in the room” of that word “gay”. Aren’t we all sinners? Each man has to answer to God for himself. I certainly don’t want the job of judge. I’m WAY under-qualified. Plus I have lots of logs in my eye. Only Jesus earned the right to hold us accountable. I have friends who are gay, alcoholics, gamblers, adulterers, American-Idol worshipers. We are all sinners saved by grace. None of us are perfect. There is Only One Who owns that.

    • Dear Head-Inside-Heather, side note: you being the Noah of word pairings and your comment here pinged a thought. That a fear of labels (or even an assumption of labels) is quite damaging. Gay Pride, God Pride … The gay community have grabbed the linkage so “we” can’t use it. And because we don’t use it or even come close to it – we say everything by saying nothing. Just like the outside of the pots are clean, yet the inside bits ….?

      >> a few years ago I fell in love with a rainbow waistcoat, and a rainbow hat, and rainbow armbands. I thought I looked the bees knees! Not necessarily stylish – but “cool” (I know – I was told I’m not). Ideal for a particular night out over the festi9ve season. Then someone told me the “gay community” had grabbed the rainbow. And I figured I would be spending the whole evening explaining (now I knew) that I just like rainbow colours. So I wore boring instead.

      You have walked in and used that word pairing as just any two words. No fear no thought – bish bash bosh. Yay Heather!

      Strikes me that there must be a Noah’s Ark of “word pairings” ring-fenced as them and not of us. All penned in by silence. The silence of love … or the silence of fear? I sense another journey about to commence here! Thank you!!

      • Funny, isn’t it, how the “gay community” used the rainbow as “their” symbol, yet God said: “I have placed my rainbow in the clouds. It is the sign of my covenant with you and with all the earth” (Genesis 9:13). The rainbow (either as a stylish waistcoat or as a symbol) is for all of us. It is a reminder of the “eternal covenant between God and every living creature on earth” (9:16). EVERY living creature. Not just “gay” or “straight” or “man” or “woman” or “Baptist” or “Catholic”. He gave us that as a a majestic display of His grace, His mercy, His omnipotence and omnipresence. No single group or community owns it.

        We all “own” the meaning of the rainbow as an eternal reminder to never forget our Father and the sacrifice of His Son to usher in the new covenant. That definitely fills me with God Pride.

        🙂

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