When I came to the Lord this morning I wasn’t ready. I was here but not ready. My mind was working as usual but not in the right place. I was wandering. Here and there. We both knew. And we both waited. And then I knew. I was ready. That difference … ?
My state of mind.
My state of mind was the difference this morning. My state of mind was restless. I was mentally “flipperty-gibbetting” … My head was “tappy-lapping around”. God was within – but I was out and about.
A state of mind.
Yesterday, that phrase went through my mind. And this morning as I calmed, slowed, rested, was still and knew that He is God … He brought me back to that conversation: “State of mind.”
And only now we went to Biblegateway and “Verse of the Day” … “When hard pressed, I cried to the Lord; he brought me into a spacious place. The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?” Psalm 118:5-6
In this world, but not of this world. Often quoted, frequently misunderstood. Bible reading. Often done, not often understood. Love and me. Often used, almost never really “got”. Sin and you. Often used, hardly ever for any good purpose. Being a Christian. Often touted, rarely means much. Going to church. Always recommended, almost never really “got”. Faith or deeds, love or sin, good or bad, light or dark, life or death, fear or no fear, mortal or something so much better … Just who are you and where are you? All of you have an identity – all of you belong. But to what do you belong – where do you belong – for whom do you long?
Yesterday He rolled a film.
Of me arriving at an airport all packed and ready. All excited. All the usual queues. The usual checks. Except I had no passport. I had nothing to check and stamp. I had no identity. Not one that was acceptable. Not one that could be proven. And with no passport I did not belong in a queue with those who travelled. I could only remain in one place. I could never cross an international border. I belonged to the place I was in right then. The place I was in regarded me as belonging, but not belonging – not if I tried to travel from that place. In truth I was stateless. I was in my country of residence, but not of my country of residence.
Church is a state of mind, Paul. You hit the nail of the head without even realising. State or stateless? Mortal or immortal? Afraid or fear-free? With me, or without? Where does your mind belong, to whom does your mind identify? Are you mentally stateless here? Or is your physical passport also your state of mind – where your mind belongs?
My mind is stateless. I have a passport for my body, but I am stateless. I move around, I cross international borders, I fly, I go to new places … But my passport is not my identity. My state of mind is my identity. The “state” in which my mind resides is who I am. I have chosen to be “stateless” here on earth. My state of mind is with my Lord and Father – my God Soft Hands Jesus. Who I am and what I am is as stated: I am stateless.
Which means I cannot belong here … I can only travel … I can only journey.
But if that is true of you, then is it true of others? I say it is.
I say that to belong with me you belong with all others as they with you. And there is fellowship. And there is church. And there is living. And there is love. My identity is love – where I Am is love – my “state of mind” is love – my passport is love. So I travel freely in every country, in all states and “of all minds”. I am ever present in all. And you can be too. All you have to be is “stateless” – a state of love.
“When hard pressed, I cried to the Lord; he brought me into a spacious place. The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?”
Is a state of mind.