You have no idea how hard I’ve looked for a gift to bring you. Nothing seemed right. What’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the Ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I’ve brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me. – Rumi (13th century Persian Poet)
God is color blind. He doesn’t see your skin tone like Max Factor. He doesn’t see your official uniform. He sees you. He hears your tone of voice, the cries and joys of your heart that only you can produce. That’s what makes life colorful. We all come in beautiful colors and personalities making us individually unique. Our beauty is within. And our worth is not in our wealth, position, education or our accomplishments. Your worth is simply because you exist. Our culture is so superficial and ostensibly comparative. It has penetrated the Body of Christ. We’ve been marinating in it for all our lives, that we have become our culture and have failed to see the beauty of being unique and different – a beloved child of God. It’s true what George Orwell wrote, “The further a society drifts from the truth, the more it will hate those that speak it.”
The easier way to see our needs for change is to understand psychological projection that says, “If you see it, you got it”. So simple yet so complicated. If I call you an idiot, it’s my own fears that I’m an idiot myself. I suppose God knew our dilemma and warned us not to judge so we be not judged. If you see it, you got it!
The journey of the heart is to mature as an individual in our relationships by becoming real – true self. We act in faith and throw away the cloak like Bartimaeus. What is our cloak? You to know what you’re throw aside. The excruciatingly deep sadness for most people, including yours truly, is the total lack of a truly loving and supportive relationship as a child. This needs to be forgiven and cast away. And draw near to God for you are a Kingdom people by faith. Faith is the starting point. The rest will come in God’s own good time. Patience is the rule of the game, no exception.
When Jacob wrestled with the Angel of the LORD (Genesis 32:22-32) all night. The man said, “What is your name?”
“Jacob,” he answered.
And God blessed him and renamed him – Israel. Because when he received his blessings that God gave his father and his grandfather, Jacob lied and pretended to be Esau. And becoming a father of a nation is not a heel grabber or a deceiver, but the one who wrestled with God. Because for Jacob to be a father of a nation, he needed to be his true self, the one who struggles with God.