Made Thing

There are times when I meditate on certain passages to help me get through the constant failures of my flesh, but in the past month, I’ve been just singing in my head the lyrics in the song, Heart of Worship. “…You’re looking into my heart, I’m coming back to the heart of worship, and it’s all about you, it’s all about you…Jesus. I’m sorry Lord for the thing I made it, when it’s all about you, it’s all about you Jesus.”

The “thing” I make it.

Making things is what I do. I make paper planes, I make food, I make someone sad, someone mad, someone happy, and someone smile. I make things all day both in my head and in my heart. Things that stick, and things that vanquishes and quickly replaced by other things. Things get stacked and things crumble, they collapse and they are re-made. Things get subtracted, things get added, things get divided and things multiply exponentially. Yet, it’s always hopeless, it’s always without meaning. It’s abstract and it’s concrete. It’s confusing and complex. It’s insomnia. It’s death. It’s the thing. Things. It’s not Jesus.

In my spiritual life, there is only one thing that’s clear. Last night, Brother Gweon delivered the message in the pastor’s absence and shared the passage in Matthew 16 verses 21~24, “ 21 From that time Jesus began to show to His disciples that He must go to Jerusalem, and suffer many things from the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed, and be raised the third day. 22 Then Peter took Him aside and began to rebuke Him, saying, “Far be it from You, Lord; this shall not happen to You!”
23 But He turned and said to Peter, “Get behind Me, Satan! You are an offense to Me, for you are not mindful of the things of God, but the things of men.”

Listening to the message about how we tend to make “things” of men and not things of God was exactly the message I needed to hear last night. As I blabbered up top about the things I make, the precious brain cells, neurons and neurotransmitters that are wasted on meaningless crap.(I’m just recalling words I remember from the Psychology class I took before) Whatever it is, the THING, when it’s not Jesus, it’s always the things of men and not of God. As the brother mentioned, even when it’s out of good intentions, even when it’s because we care, it can still be of Satan and not of God. This is true.

“2 and He was transfigured before them. His face shone like the sun, and His clothes became as white as the light.”

Only thing clear in my spiritual life is the “Transfigured Jesus” who I witnessed and felt in my heart, just as brother Gweon mentioned. This is the only THING I need to make it.

Please God, make me a fool to the ways of the world and keep my heart guarded from the things that are of men. Allow me to please be guided and consider only the will of You and allow me to rely solely upon you for strength. Please guide my heart and mind, my thoughts and my deeds to be used for your will and to come to you in Spirit and in Truth.

Amen.