King James Version
5 For they that are after the flesh
do mind the things of the flesh;
but they that are after the Spirit
the things of the Spirit.
Which one are you?
Male, or female?
What work do you do?
What faith do you believe in?
Can you really identify who you are?
Do you have definite ideas about yourself?
Will you stick with them till the day you die?
You know, like what people say often:
"I was born Catholic; I will die a Catholic."
"I was born here, I will die here."
That image above caught my eye at a plastic modeler's exhibit I visited yesterday.
So very incongruous.
Very witty.
And humorous.
The hobbyist surely knew what he was doing.
The model was a "Hulk", and yet he donned a "Superman" shirt.
Sez who the two can't mix?
And yet, the character also has a third secret person.
The original person, in fact.
Bruce Banner's a scientist, unwittingly exposed to gamma radation, was transformed into what they called a "green monster".
Virtually indestructible.
He can leap great heights, clobber enemies with his huge fists, and all because they made him angry.
Where others turned green with envy, Hulk was green to begin with.
And he's not envious.
Just don't get him angry.
Among all the superhero characters I've watched, seems he's the one enemies find hard to beat.
He's green, so I guess kryptonite won't work.
So, how many people live in you?
How many characters are you living?
How many roles are you playing?
Which one predominates?
It's true, we live many roles in society.
There's the son, husband, father, CEO.
There's the daughter, wife, mother, housekeeper.
And just in case feminists would balk at that, well, some wives actually prefer staying home.
Happily supporting her husband, kids, and serving GOD.
We all play many roles in society.
Blessed are we, if we have many talents to speak of.
We can multi-task.
Blessed are we, if we have only one talent to speak of.
We can focus.
The world's so engrossed in titles, wealth, and prestige.
Most aspire to be famous.
Most desire to be wealthy.
No one wants to be a nobody.
In my case, I don't mind at all.
Nobody, nowhere, is just fine with me.
I just love being a child of GOD.
I love being born again.
I love following JESUS.
It doesn't matter what the world perceives me to be.
All I care is I get GOD's WORD right.
And that I share with you, accurately.
I like the new self GOD gave me:
Ephesians 4:24
King James Version
24 And that ye put on the new man,
which after God
is created in righteousness
and true holiness.
I like the fact JESUS wants us to be childlike:
Matthew 18:3
King James Version
3 And said,
Verily I say unto you,
Except ye be converted,
and become as little children,
ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.
I was many things.
I could have been more things.
But all that pale in comparison to being a child.
After CHRIST's heart.
Holding His hand each day.
As we skip, and hop.
Rather, as I skip, and hop.
And how the LORD finds me crazy.
Amused at my fertile imagination.
Pleased at my obedience.
GOD made us male, and female.
GOD created us for His purpose.
As born again, I have no identity crisis.
SPIRIT tells me all I need to think, say, and do.
I'm at peace with the LORD.
I serve Him alone.
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