"Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like." James 1:23-24
My head is down, my mind is churning, and my hands are always moving. I’m so busy I accomplish nothing. Forty years in the desert have worn me down. I’ve tasted the river of life, but meandered away. I didn’t mean to leave the oasis, but the cares of everyday life distracted me. Now I don’t know how to get back…or at least that’s my excuse. I’m walking in circles, thirsty, empty…
“I am the way, the truth and the life,” Jesus said in John 14:6. The answer is there—in the book on my bed.
“It’s all your fault,” the accuser whispers and I silently agree. I know have failed. I am ashamed. I close my eyes to the spotless garment I wear…the one placed upon me by Christ…and see only dirt. The enemy rejoices in my compliance. Wearing me down with his name-calling and finger pointing, he is careful not to take it so far that I call for help.
Re-shouldering the burden of guilt Jesus died to remove, I trudge blindly past a spring of life-giving truth: “I delight greatly in the LORD; my soul rejoices in my God. For he has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.” Isaiah 61:10.
Shifting tactics to keep me on my toes, the liar attacks from another direction: “It’s not your fault. It’s the way you were raised…it’s the people who hurt you…you never had a chance.”
Ignoring the fact that my adversary has just blatantly contradicted himself, I agree again. He can be so comforting. My anger burns. Splinters of sin blind me to the truth.
"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?” Luke 6:41 “Forgive, and you will be forgiven.” Luke 6:37.
I’m a simple girl and simple things reach me. This morning an echo from a well-known Disney movie called me back to the spring of life.
“Remember who you are...”
The image of Mufasa, the Lion King slowly fades away.
“…the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it—he will be blessed in what he does.” James 1:25
Christ lives in me. I am His! I am clothed in His righteousness. He is the spring in the desert. Jesus declared, "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty.” John 6:35.
Like Simba, I see my own reflection, then the face of my Father.
"You see, he lives in you!" says Rafiki. Simba remembers who he is. Forgetting what lies behind, he runs to save the Pridelands from the enemy.
“On that day you will realize that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you,” Jesus said in John 14:20. I remember who I am.
“…Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 3:13-14.
Now Debbie, “Just do it!”
Thanks to God, the NIV version of the Holy Bible, Disney’s The Lion King and Nike.