I’m an American.
I am white.
I am a woman.
I am a Christian.
I am a product of Greek philosophy, but have chosen Hebrew theology.
I no longer follow the way of my own desires. I have given up my American dreams.
This Hebrew God I have chosen to follow has a Way about Him that bumps and bullies my Greek philosophical ancestry in my way of doing life. My instinct is to run after things that make me happy, or make sense, or show I am successful and that I have made my way in the world. It crushes my need for individualism with a call that is inclusive and calls itself The Church.
Individual privileges are no longer the priority. There are others.
We call each other brothers and sisters.
My ancient Greek influences make me want to know the why of everything and wants to know the next step, the next goal, what the next season will hold. My Hebrew God smiles and reminds me that I won’t know every reason, but I will know His Name. He tells me that the next step is just illuminated by His Word and that in faith I take a step. He teaches me that there is a season for everything, and it’s not what I get out of it exactly, but how much glory He receives in my worship, honor and faith in Him.
Makes Him sound selfish, doesn’t it?
Rubs against our “God loves me for me” mantra.
There is no higher god or person above this Ancient One who gets any glory or honor, there is only He. From the Beginning to the End, His greatest passion is His own Glory. His own Name.
His Happiness, if you will.
I don’t get to say who gets the glory.
I chose to say, “I follow this God and His Word and His Son and His Holy Spirit.”
I don’t then get to say my dreams and happiness come first.
I am a Greek philosopher who has chosen to adhere to a Hebrew theology.
Which one will bow to which?
Is logic all bad? Of course not. My Hebrew God says in His son are all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge and that I can have depth of insight in Him. But He also says that He is a mystery, a consuming fire, one that has higher ways than me. Logic cannot touch.
Can’t I be myself? Indeed. Beautiful personality made in the image of my Creator…placed in the family, the faces, the sea of other humans who have turned their face and their posture to this Hebrew God.
We are One.
And we have purpose.
My Greek instinct is to find my own purpose. My Hebrew God says, “I AM and there is no other.” I must know His purpose.
It is His glory.
There is no other purpose.
How? How do I fulfill that purpose?
That glory freed the Hebrew slaves of Egypt with plague and promise.
That glory fell in the wilderness on the tabernacle with Moses and the Israelites. It consumed the sacrifices and they fell to their faces.
That same glory fell on the temple of Solomon. Consuming sacrifice and they were undone, falling to the pavement with their faces to the floor, worshipping.
How do I bring glory to Glory?
He brings it to Himself…through me, in me, because of me, in spite of me.
That same Glory falls on me. In me. Consuming me.
He is Holy Spirit.
This Hebrew God needs not me to serve Him, though I want to. He needs nothing from me, other than my faith, my devotion, my worship. My yielding to His Indwelling.
Then He calls us. He calls us to take this Glory to the Nations. There is no other thing. There is no other purpose. This Glory brings salvation and full redemption. It brings with it hope and wholeness. Worship and honor of this great and mighty Hebrew God brings satisfaction and rest.
So, I do what I can to see that happen. I pray for people I love. I pray for darkness to be pushed out of the lives and nations of the enemy. I pray that others go and then are protected, and unified, and rested, and more.
It is not just them to take the Glory to the nations. It is those of Us who work in the marketplace. Those of Us who sit at desks and look across our offices to those we know do not know the Glory.
It is Us who hold babies and raise small humans. It is also Us who work late nights and early mornings. It is Us who work in the schools and hospitals. We hold the hands of the aged. We bring new humans into the world. We cry with the world. We gasp at the horror. We can be extremely lovely. We drink our coffee and sigh as we ponder our lives. We smile at strangers. We hold the unlovable. We give water. We give food. We visit the sick. We talk to those in prison. We drive our cars and pass you on the street.
We are of The Way
Carriers of The Light
Revealers of The Glory.
We are frail. We are bold. We are united.
We are the nations going to the nations to reveal the great and holy Glory of this great and mighty Hebrew God. It is no small task. It cannot be all individualistic without a global unity. It cannot be a faceless mass of people either. We are called a Body for a reason. Individual parts working together to bring maximum health to ourselves and beauty to our Head, Jesus Christ.
To Him be the Glory through the ones who have said Yes.