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The Grand Unveiling

Some ponderings from a few days ago.

My thinking is changing. I used to think that the goal of discipleship was to become more like Jesus; a highly active process by which we stop doing things and start doing things that will eventually turn us into Jesus like people.

I think where I’ve landed recently is that Jesus wants me to be more like me. The me that right in the heart of me he created, the me he knit together in my mother’s womb.

And that rather than that being a striving its really more an unveiling. It’s a process by which God is allowed to remove some of the myriad layers of rubbish that have built up masking the real me.

What he wants to do is reveal the beauty of the real me.

The question is will I let him do it?

Will I allow God to remove my many layers of hardness and mask.. and what does that look like?

I guess the alarming thing is that it might look quite like what I have just rejected.. it might mean giving things up and talking others up.

There are almost definitely more thoughts to come on this.. watch this space!

Comments

rach said…
True.... but is it not both by nature? We are created in the image of God and so in becoming more and more the person he created us to be we become more like him?
Neil O'Hara said…
Rach is spot on, what a mystery it all is. I wonder how one seeks this change, cause I feel sometimes that my true inner self disagree's or departs from God on certain points? Is this the discipline of being transformed by the renewing of our minds (through the Word)?
Kate John said…
so obvious point:
all people are really really different, but that's okay, we can all still be made in the image of God because God's so complex...
but maybe there is something to this narrowing of theology: "be like Jesus" so we all try to be what our corporate idea is of jesus, perhaps especially when we're with Christians, rather than really being as individual as God made us. Or maybe I'm just saying that as a cop-out so I can get away with stuff and say it's my individuality...hmmm...

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