" 19 Or don't you know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself, 20 for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body."
I could go off of this in so many different directions. Here's the image that I get when I hear "You are God's possession": I see me, curled up in the fetal position at the top of my bed on my seven pillows, comforter, Batman baby quilts, blankies & stuffed hippo (yes, I still sleep with blankies & a stuffed hippo, and they are marvelous comfort items), and just being in God's presence; being blanketed with peace & joy while wrapped up in His arms. Being surrounded by His truths: He delights in me; He gleans even more joy out of that time than me (which I still can't see possible); He loves it when I come to Him & just sit at is feet; He loves me; I AM HIS. This is not a property claim. It's not like when some dude fancies a lady, claims her, and then gives her father a goat in exchange. He didn't give a goat, He gave His freakin' life.
This is just simply, I AM HIS. I'm His child, His stupid little sheep whom He loves, His bride, His love; I am His. I just don't know how to fully explain that, but it is wonderful, and it's just about one of my favorite things EVER.
He dwells in us; we are His temple. This is something I feel like we don't really think about all that often, or at least I don't. Something to be praying about, and asking God how we can improve =]
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