Getting it "right"

I just love how he sorts out my emotions for me. My participation is making the choice to give him my full attention and to wait with him. I have to ask for his help to quiet my own racing thoughts, especially when I'm emotional.  I usually finally end up saying, "I just want to hear You". Meaning, I don't want to hear my thoughts for awhile, those aren't helping me right now.

 Today's help was no different, clearing my perspective of something I got caught up in again yesterday. I didn't know what it was, I just knew I have had this feeling before, and I didn't like it. He, peace, was so far away from it.

 He revealed to me that I was thinking again that we need to have it all right, like just right, and if I don't I won't be allowed "in"; into the good life with Him.  This is a catch of mine, I always wanted to do it right.  That I have to believe perfectly, have all the truth down cold in order to please him, to get to be with him in his peace. That couldn't be farther from the truth, He came to us in Jesus. He will always know something we do not, he is leading us to truth.  So His being pleased with me will never depend on my "getting it right 100%". It depends on Jesus, and he has Finished it.

 A huge weight was lifted with the truth, Jesus has finished it, my needing to be made right. This new feeling was as if life was working again, it was Spring, or a vacation. There was more...

 It's not my responsibility this life, it does not depend on me. He has taken responsibility, he has never let go of it no matter what I think and He loves participating in my life. What was Jesus anyway?  Did He have to leave being God to come down to unite us with God by becoming one of us? To fulfill their justice and their mercy, yes. 

 Responsibility is not the way I have seen it. By participating in my life, He is also participating in the lives of those around me with me, that I think are my responsibility. He loves relationship, so He takes me along on his adventures of loving them. When I mistakenly think then that these adventures are my responsibility, I get anxious, fearful and feel separated from Him again. Like a child who has been given an adult job. He reminded me separation is never true and He is not the kind of Dad who gives his children adult responsibilities. He has taken responsibility for the entire human race, it was their union of love that wanted us in the first place. 

 George MacDonald said, "Nothing that is required of man is not first in God." To me, this means that what I must do today is first found in Him. So for me to get supplied with that, I need only look to Him, and He being in me and I in Him, He brings it forth from me. Not my responsibility to get it absolutely right so the right thing will happen, but my participation. 

 "Come to ME, all ye who labor and heavy laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. [I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls]. Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am gently (meek) and humble (lowly) in heart, and you will find rest (relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet) for your souls. For My yoke is wholesome (useful, good--not harsh hard, sharp, or pressing, but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant), and My burden is light and easy to be borne." Matthew 11:28-30 amplified version

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