July 11, 2013

My coffee with Jesus time is always a meditation and then contemplation. I ask Him to be the auditor of my thoughts and to add to their content. With Jesus always in the process I feel confident to share my ruminations with you.

Today I just look out at His creation and am full of wonder. God is in the tiniest of things. My mind can’t go that small. The flowers are made up of the most intricate of parts. Colors are in teeny lines or a flowing of colors too beautiful to describe. The various grasses and leaves and their shades of green amaze me. The tons of water flowing past as I sit here can’t be imagined in gallons or any other amount. Yet I know even that can be broken down into molecules, atoms, and even smaller parts. God has created everything in the most intricate, minute way.

I look again and now am impressed with the immensity of it all. I can’t conceive of this universe going on forever. I can’t grasp the sun, which is so huge, of such importance to us, being only one star in the whole of creation. God is the most fantastic Creator!! I AM MADE IN HIS IMAGE!!
I, too, can create. I am limited, though, to using things to create which He has first made. I can’t make something out of nothing as He did. Nevertheless, as man, I can make things. I can build a house, bake a cake, paint a picture, build a wheeled vehicle, invent a telegraph, telephone, TV, cell phone, and many wonderful things; but only using the materials and natural laws He has provided.
I am made in His image in another way. Like Him, I am triune. I am body, mind and spirit as He is Jesus, Father God and Holy Spirit.

My poor old body is wearing away and is one day going to be gone. However, it is “me” until that happens. It is the physical “me” and I am attached to it. It limits me but I wouldn’t give it up for another. I am used to it as it is.

My mind is who I am, the seat of where I live. Without my mind, I would have no thoughts, no quirky opinions; I would have no personality. So my mind is “me”, too.

Then there is my spirit. This seems to be the seat of my emotions. This is where I love, fear, get angry, grow in faith, and desire. Here is where I never grow old. I am perenially sixteen. This is “me” too. The three are all “me” and all one.

I haven’t made some great discovery that many learned persons haven’t already thought or written about. That mind which is “me” is still wondering and wandering about a lot of crazy stuff, but I am glad I am made like Him. If this is so, then there is hope for me. He is perfect. He loves me. He says that one day I will also be good, as He is good. My mother used to sing this song. My mom sang all the time and it is such a happy memory that I will sing it too.

Be like Jesus, this my song, In the home and in the throng Be like Jesus all day long I would be like Jesus
Me, too. I would be like Jesus.

I love you all and like to hear from you and to hear your comments too.