Living FROM

For about the past 6 months, I have been swishing Philippians through my soul like I used to swish jello through my teeth turning it into colored sugar-water.  One of the benefits of praying, thinking, and at times lurching after a book that's inspired by the Holy Spirit is phrases reach out and grab you.  Here's one:

"...but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me His own" (3.12).

I am His own.  I am HIS own.  I am HIS OWN.  His.  I am His.  I am His own.

That's stunning.

And it liberates me to live differently.  I don't have to live so I will be His own (because I already am).  I don't have to try to do the dance to get the approval of a man.  I am God's own.  I don't have to seek the applause of the crowd or the cheers of the bystanders.  I am His own.

But it also gives me something to live for.  I live from the place of being God's own.  I live for the things that Jesus Christ is about.  I live for the things He cares about.  I live for getting to make a difference and impact in this world while I'm here.

But so many live for something so they can find an identity.  Which are you?

But that's just me thinking thoughts...