“I believe one of the central endeavours of the human experience is to consciously discover the intimacies of who we already are. As in: life is not about building an alternate name for ourselves; it’s about discovering the name we already have.
And yet, how many of us feel we could put language around the parameters of our uncommon inner workings? If I asked you to, could you raise your hand right now and say unequivocally, “This is who I am” or “I am this”? I’m not talking about your ability to tell me what your job is or your confidence in saying “I am a child of God.” What I am asking is this: Within the framework of being a child of God, what part of God do you represent? Do you know where you begin and where you end? Do you know the here-to-here of your uniqueness? Do you know, as John Duns Scotus puts it, your unusual, individual” thisness”?
I think it’s important to ask yourself, “Do I know the words that describe who I am?” It shouldn’t be that hard, but it often is. And why is that, do you suppose? If we each have a unique blueprint coded and stitched right into our singular cells, why can’t we seem to put a finger to it and catch our own pulse? What do you imagine our identities are buried beneath?”
The quote above is a powerful excerpt from Bandersnatch: An Invitation To Explore Your Unconventional Soul by Erika Morisson. That snippet in particular pierced my heart in 2016 and I took a lot of time asking God the questions she posed to us all.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that most of humanity is a vast sea of walking unknowns. We have a face and a name, but we are strangers, aliens even, to ourselves and to those around us.
It’s like we slid out of the womb of God’s heart and lost the consciousness of the Father and ourselves. So perhaps, all of life is remembering this and drawing close to God and who we truly are. A slow waking up to finally becoming who we’ve always been but somehow forgot.
Few ever recover from this amnesia. Few ever try to find their true roots and origins that date to before time even began and I understand why.
As Edgar Lee Masters once said, “To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness. But life without meaning is the torture of restlessness and vague desire. It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.”This is the freedom we seek - to rediscover who we are. Click To Tweet
Once you find out what your purpose is and walk in it, the world will take form and shape around you rather than you being influenced by it. So it’s pretty much a big deal.
Give all that you are to embracing the nuances of your identity and individuality. Give all of yourself to knowing and wearing His distinctive mark and brand called you.
“The world is not ready for some people when they show up, but that shouldn’t stop anyone.”
― Ashly Lorenzana
Let it not stop you. All of eternity, the courts of heaven and creation has been waiting a really long time for you to show up.
I mentioned above that from 2016, I gave myself to knowing and understanding my here-to-here of my uniqueness in God. I looked at all He’s called me to do, traced back to every word God has ever given me and the sword that’s second skin to me (words) and one day, without even trying or asking, I felt my mind open up with this realization:
I am a joy bringer, doubt crusher, confidence-imparter and direction giver.
That is my here-to-here thisness. And everything I do comes from that centre.
“Cultivate your dreams and passions because of delight. Pursue them because of stubborn gladness.”
I love how Rob brought out that creation doesn’t define God but tells us more about who He is and even more, how this should be so for us. What we do, what we create should speak of our journey, our growth and who we are or are becoming rather than define us.
And shouldn’t that free us? Shouldn’t that wipe out any of the fear that comes with creating?
God never began creation out of fear but out of singular intention borne of love, delight or as I called it, stubborn gladness. He said of everything He made that it was good.
So this got me thinking:
What if we started looking at the air we breathe like a metaphor of the vast expanse of the universe and cosmos, and that the very act of breathing is taking in the wonder (creative ink) to express and create on the blank canvas that is our life?
In and out.
In with inspiration, out with creation (bringing out what is in you) This is how God hang the stars and rolled out the heavens like a carpet or stretched them like curtain (Psalm 104:2) The beauty of it is expressed almost mundanely because it’s simply expression. No trumpets. No fireworks.
In. Then out.
What if life is the night sky, blank and dark, and stars are the dreams we hang out to sparkle? What if daytime is the evidence of the dreams we gave permission to become? What dreams are fidgeting in your heart waiting for your yes? What glimmer of your “thisness” is crying out for expression from within you?
Creating was meant to be like breathing. Without pause. Without the measuring of time. In and out like reflex.
Remember, we are like our Father. And He longs for you to drape your cosmos with the colours of your dreams. ❤️Your 'thisness' is a comma, a hyphen, an exclamation mark or ellipses punctuating the ageless story God has been writing in the universe. Click To Tweet
Your mark is needed. Your unusual, individual ink is necessary to complete the story. And as you know, punctuation marks (whether present or absent) make all the difference. So this makes you needed. You already matter.
Live poured out and empty of your “thisness” because the world will never be the same because you existed.