There is so much going on with the vessels and organs of the body of Christ and the most is the identity loss in the body of Christ. Organs and vessels act like makers or do their own chosen functions, forgetting why they were made.
Imagine an eye saying, I do not want to see but hear. Will it be able to? NO. Because the organs are different and operate respectively, the body is said to be healthy and good. Paul writes it better, If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? But in fact, God has placed the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. If they were all one part, where would the body be?
How many times are we so sure of our identities; identified, given or proclaimed by others forgetting who God says we are? How many times do we tell ourselves lies and live them as if they were truth? And how many times does the Spirit within us ache for us to take a break and see what’s at hand? But Oh, how we love to live a busy life pretending all is well while it ain’t so?
But I had paid.
What happened? We were travelling on that day. We stopped at this rest point to buy some necessities and snacks for the rest of the journey. I picked this thing and the other, and another customer was finishing up getting his. After picking them, I decided to add another.
Then I paid the cash for the additional goods since I had paid for the others first. The shop owner was a little confused. He was not sure I had paid. I told him I did. For I did. After confirmations and hesitation, the owner returned the change and I was off to go.
A few steps away, I look into my hands, only to find the cash note that I had said I had paid. My mind told me and my brain even proved and explained the scenario when I did so and I was so sure I had paid while I hadn’t.
My mind lied to me. The brain even created a scenario for me. I believed with every nerve within me that had paid off and even had a story and a scenario in mind about how it happened. Only to realise later I made that story up and since I believed and trusted my thoughts, I was confident with it. Until I was steps away from the shop and He said, look in your arm.
What do I do?
Do I keep walking or go back?
Will it matter if I go back?
Can my thoughts even be trusted at this moment? Can I do this?
What would you do?
And just like a forgotten boat on a lake full of fish; identity forgotten, slowly decaying into the nothingness, impacts no Kingdom
Karah ^ ^
Part II at: https://yourskarah.com/identity-loss-in-the-body-of-christ-ii-identities/
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