Who am I if I am of I Am?


I would like to share an interesting “facetime” this morning.

It started like any other:

We chatted over a few verses, a mug of coffee and the sun coming up.

As they were going along the road, someone said to him, “I will follow you wherever you go.” And Jesus said to him, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.” To another he said, “Follow me.” But he said, “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.” But Jesus said to him, “Let the dead bury their own dead; but as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.” Another said, “I will follow you, Lord; but let me first say farewell to those at my home.” Jesus said to him, “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.” Luke 9:57-62

And I was pondering with Him: “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.”

What does looking back mean? Does it mean this “is it of God …” leverage? How do I keep my eye on Him without looking back to see where I have been and am going? Isn’t this back to too much emphasis on “doing and busy-ness” – and how does that fit?

Somewhere along the way – and I cannot remember how – we ended up in YouTube. And clicked on – what turned out be – a teaching sermon in four parts (each part pops up a link to the next as it draws to a close). And I was entranced, confused and caught-up in the moment.

The sermon was: Why Jews don’t believe in Jesus.




And I will freely admit that this topic has always been a confused grey mist in my mind, along with some judgements and an underlying “how can they not “get it””?

(in other words – an opinion based on fresh air and my much loved “faith”)

And after letting this sermon wash over me – all four come to close to an hour … He plonked a thought into my head. It was this:

Just who am I if I am of I Am?

And that is why I want to share this morning’s time with Him. Because He did not give any answers. Just a stack of questions – honest questions that I have not asked of myself.

“How inclusive are you? How connected are you really? Who are you connected to, Paul? How “included” do others feel when they see and hear you? And how often do you “exclude” those whom I love without even realising it? Because when all is said and done, Paul – how can you not “get it””?

And it has taken all morning doing other things before the penny dropped and I began to understood better: the sermon was not about “us and them” – Jews and Christians and every other religious variant around – not about faithed and faithless – saved and unsaved – labelled and unlabelled. It was about me. About all of us:

“Who are you connected to?”

Hmmmm …. still pondering … always welcoming any thoughts …

Thank you.

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5 thoughts on “Who am I if I am of I Am?

  1. Its my heart to be connected to the Holy Spirit. He is the one that will keep me on the right path, nothing else will do.Through him I am abel to love others give life and hope to others and just stand and get through if it should be that way. Somehow in all his love and mercy The Holy Spirit is abel to heal my broken heart and restore my soul and joy. The joy I have is knowing I serve a God that truly cares about me and others. A God that has made provisions and plans for my future for infinity. A God that has placed in my heart a love mankind in his sinful nature cannot grasp. Only being connected to him do I truly have life. Only through him can I really care and love for others. I believe this is why God said be of like mind and spirit. We are connected if we are connected to God through the Holy Spirit and Jesus as our mediator and redeemer . What a loving God we serve. It should be said in closing on these thoughts that I have not reached perfection, nor have I a life that is without heartache pain and struggles and temptation’s. I do have Jesus though and he has me.

    On Plowing Fields
    You know I think we sometime just don’t like to be about God’s work consciously and purposefully. If someone ask, oh yea I teach sunday school, I go to church every sunday. I pray every morning do this for me God do that would you please. Whats important to me God’s work or my life. Is not my life his. Cannot God and I coexist together as one and is he not big enough to plan my day for me and get me through. I think the conscious things I do are mine to do. I believe the subconscious things I allow and do our the Holy Spirits. What is important to me? Plowing fields or following Jesus?

    Much love Tom

    P.S. Its my thought that God should not have to answer our questions. Instead we should be asking God what it he wants us to do today and spend more time listening to God. We are so conditioned just to ask, ask ask. Rarely does He get the opportunity to talk with us. That is another topic altogether.Thank you Paul for graciously allowing me to share my heart and passion. I hope it brought you some clarity and comfort.

  2. Who am I if I am connected to I AM? I was moved to answer this question, and in doing so, answer the others you posed. (I admit I did not listen to the four sermons. I was raised Jewish and was steeped in many of the arguments growing up.)

    If I am connected to I AM, I must be inclusive because Jesus came to include the excluded. I must be hospitable because Jesus came to invite the uninvited. I must be welcoming because Jesus came to welcome the unwelcome. I must be respectful because Jesus came to honor the shamed. I must be loving because Jesus came to love the unlovable.

    If I’m not these things, I’m not connected to Him; I have separated myself, and am living for myself, not for Him.

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