And according to the varying needs of each so does each human see me. -- "God Calling," June 6
That statement describes perfectly the freedom we're given in having a God of our own understanding. All the world is free to have a God of his or her own understanding, yet many of us get all tangled in the mental picture of the God about which we thought we were taught as children. Then we spend our lives fighting our own judgment of the rigid, righteous and right people who forced that on us. We'd rather be rigid, righteous and wrong than simply change our mind.
According to me, that is the snare that holds an unhealthy majority of all of our problems...our refusal to simply change our mind. Probably because that is an admission that we were wrong in the first place.
It is a humbling possibility that being wrong isn't as dreaded as being caught being wrong. If I alone know my error, I can change my mind at will. However, if I've shared my wrong...just once...well, what's a body to do? Depending on how "positively" I shared my opinion, I can stay tied to my view till my face falls off. A disconcerting thought.
That's when having a God of my own understanding lifts me up, kisses me on the lips, and sets me free. For today I know that my God's hand is in everything. For instance, here's me shooting off a dumb remark that I recognize as dumb two seconds after it's out there. My head, my heart and my gut all clench...then I feel the breeze, whispering "Beloved," and I unclench. I know that dumb remark is exactly what was needed for my humility. Of which I can never have enough.
God is sooo good to me.
Thank you.
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