“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me.” John 14:1
You believe in God; believe also in me.
For (how many thousands of years) the Chosen People have believed in God. Tramped around the desert. Been ruled over. Fought wars over. Thrived and strived. All the while establishing an ever more perfect system of God. The Chosen People believed in God. Their lives were embroidered around God. A God who could not be touched, looked at, be in the same place as them. A God who was so powerful people died if they did not follow the very precise rules for “handling God.”
I see our Royal Family living in a bubble. Almost every ruler does. The bubble of power and privilege. Every bubble maintained and enforced with a raft of very detailed and specific rules. We believe in our Queen, your President, their ruler, etc. But we have been taught they are them – and we are us (even though we know that they are just us really).
I do not love our Queen. I admire her, I respect her, I am fond of her – but how can I love our Queen? I have never met her, I have never called her for a chat, we have never laughed together, I have never seen her without her crown, her pomp, her ceremony, the “machine” that is the “Monarchy”. I believe in the Monarchy. And that is emotional as well as intellectual.
And I have views on how they could be improved. How the “whole” could do things better. How some of the “family” seem to use their status, whilst others “are” their status. How some like the separation of their bubble, and others seem to fight it. How some spend money frivolously, and others husband their wealth. Some go “look at me”, and others are caretakers on behalf of something greater. I have a relationship with the Monarchy. I believe in the Monarchy. I know about the Monarchy. I “know about” the individual people who make up the monarchy. I know about their Family.
“No one comes to the Father except through me.”
Then along comes Jesus.
And this morning God Soft Hands Jesus is watching me tussle with this new thought, this growing realisation, this new reality. Will I step over another threshold and enter what is beyond? Will I step closer towards the Father – or will I hold here – still looking in from the outside?
Am I adopted or am I family?
Because if not by “accident of birth”, none of us would be “family” – connected as brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, nieces and nephews, cousins and first cousins – the whole process mapping of family trees. We had no choice in being part of the family – the ”accident of birth” took away that choice. But we do have a choice in how we live as family.
This morning He has allowed this …
I am not of The Family – I am The Family. My birth moved me from “of” to “am”. Whether that is spiritual/physical/physical/spiritual makes no difference. Why should it even matter (unless I prefer to be adopted – my real family “somewhere” not of this Family)?
And this morning GSHJ is watching. Will I move into “family”, or will I keep my distance? Will I know “of” the Father, or will I know the Father? Am I connected or disconnected? Do I allow – or do I disallow?
“You believe in God; believe also in me.”
I have my answer. To some it will be blasphemous. It is relationship. It is finally the short version: “I Am!”
No more “I am of I Am” – no more “of one in One”. No more distance. No more bubble. There is no bubble. Not unless I make it a bubble. By my birth I Am. By your birth you are I Am. We all are I Am. I Am Family. There is but One Family. And that is why I cannot switch off and on. That is why this is not a job or work or duty. By spiritual birth or physical birth or both matter not. That is why it is surrender, love, and unconditional. You cannot “choose” to be family – there are no “rules” to being family – I Am Family – you Are Family. And that is why Love is always the answer: we ARE Family – ALL of US!
That is why He has paused on this phrase: No one comes to the Father but through me. And this morning He has brought me to something greater than “evidence”, greater than “belief”, greater than “of” anything …
And with baited breath I see GSHJ turning red – He really needs to hear me “get it” … And I do get it, I finally get it Lord …
If “I Am” (and I Am) – then just what Am I going to do with this realisation?
And I hear Him exhale and suck-in a long overdue lungful of air!
Because if “I Am” (and I am) – just what will I allow THAT to allow me? Do I (again) stop here and look in from (a closer) outside … or do I stop (a closer) here and embrace being I Am (without fully understanding what that means) …
Just what do I do with this realisation?
Come on, Paul. It’s time to move on again – We have other stalls to ponder.
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“No one comes to the Father but through me.”
Well, Lord, once again You have made it real – personal – life changing: You Are and I Am.
Now just what are We going to do about that?
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