REFLECTIONS
A Disturbing Thought that Offers Comfort
God is removing my mask - and yours.

I had to laugh a bit today as this devotional thought formed in my head. As an illustration, I thought of a person wearing a mask - a disguising mask or a costume mask, but when I googled 'person wearing a mask' I, of course, got people wearing medical masks. It is after all, 2020. We will always remember the masks we wore.
But to the point - I was thinking costume masks.
Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from
God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.(1 Cor. 6:19,20)
Paul is talking about sexual immorality in the church. But my mind started to expand that idea.
Every year I write down something that I have learned and one year's lesson I recently added to my website:
The most authentic expression of who you are is not what you think you are, but who God created you to be.
So today's scripture collided with that thought and took off, but let's back up the train. God's word, the Bible, tells us that God equates sexual immorality with idolatry, and this passage in 1 Corinthians gets right down to that point.
But following the logic we can see some other things are involved it what this is saying.
- We are created by God. He knows us better that we know ourselves. He knows our talents and weaknesses, our hurts and all the discisions we have made in our lives and why we made those decisions.
- Our decisions have defined who were became. We came into this world, and until we surrendered to God, we learned how to define ourselves apart from him based on the decisions we made and why we made those decisions.
- We told ourselves who we are, or at least who the world would see, either consiously or unconsiously we decided to project an image to the world.
- Because that image we created was based on decisions we made, it was not founded on who God created us to be. Therefore it is not according to God's definition. It is not an authentic expression of who we truly were created to be.
That is the disturbing part. From my perspective, those parts of me that I decided define who I am are there for good reason. This hits the heart of why I am the way I am. Am I not supposed to love myself? Does God not love me as I am? I happen to have a lot invested in who I am. I am a survivor after all. I would not have survived if I did not tell myself the things I did in order to get through it all. If I did not make the decisions I did about myself.
Then there is that small still voice that asks, "Do you think I created you with that temper?"
or "I gave you ten talents, how many do you have left?"
I realize that this is going to hurt. Like pulling a rotten tooth or open heart surgery, or like the aputation of a gangreous foot. I need to be willing to undergo the proceedure. I must surrender to the process of dis-cover-y; to be un-covered; to be exposed; to be seen for who I really am.
That is truly a fearful thought.
And suddenly God becomes One to be feared.
And all I have is His Word, "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom." Proverbs 1:7
Will His Word be enough? Am I willing to step out of my mask, be exposed for who I am, or will I shrink back and continue as I am. A hypocrite. A coward. A liar.
Very disturbing.
The comforting thought is that His Word became flesh and dwelt among us. (John 1:14)
As advent season is upon us, I have to admit, I have seen His glory - the glory of the Son. And the fact is that it is 'full of grace'. A whole ocean of grace. As I think of the grace - His GRACE poured down upon me.
That I survived all that I did. It wasn't me or my decisions after all. It was Grace.
And every day that I live, surrounded by all that my life has become, I am brought to tears thinking of the Grace - the Grace of him who first loved me, while I was still his enemy.
I have to admit, I have seen His glory. and it was full of Grace.
And Truth.
He who poured out his Grace upon me, wants more Truth. In me.
No more mask. Can I handle it? Will I choose to be filled with his grace and truth ?
The comforting thought is that He does know who I am. He also knows who he created me to be. If I could only be that - who He created me to be.
That would be me being AUTHENTIC . That is what I want. That is who I want to be.
So while I might have to wear medical masks for quite a while longer, the costume mask has to go.
I was lost. But now I'm found. I was blind. I choose to see.






