A New Breath: coming into ones own, becoming a living soul

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I had a conversation with several friends expressing my new revelation from within.    I am beginning to ease and relax in this thin layer of tissue forming my natural outer covering, you know, the thing we call skin.  I have entered a new season of breathing once again.  Deep right? Well, when I communicated this information with excitement and great expression, I was poised with a question, “Demetria what does that mean; you are able to breath again?”

Clearly what I thought was an epiphany was only the surface of my journey. I realized that I was going to have to dig deeper to convince myself that I wasn’t just speaking to give information on a feeling or idea. Not at all! I needed to have understanding that what was being revealed to me about me, was more then just a word or thought but it was my ultimate reality.

I paused, took a breath, dug deep and replied with a certainty… “I am no longer on a respirator, relaying on human opinions, thoughts, or circumstances to help my air to circulate.  I live by the process of taking air into and expelling it from the lungs which God has given me; in turn, I perceive the intended meaning of my truth and identity.”  

The fact of being who I am didn’t actually have an objective existence until my land of hurt was water by the ultimate comforter causing me to become a living soul.

Gen 2:5-7 explains it best,

Now no shrub had yet appeared on the earth^[a] and no plant had yet sprung up, for the LORD God had not sent rain on the earth and there was no one to work the ground, ⁶ but streams^[b] came up from the earth and watered the whole surface of the ground. ⁷ Then the LORD God formed a man^[c] from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.

What is your process of formation?  What needs to be watered, so that you can breath again and become a living soul?  

TIME, SPACE, PLACE

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As I look at my “time “ I wonder if I wasted it in any way, but who am I to question when there is a God most infinite in all his ways.  See time is perspective, and I tend to follow my own periodically without considering the perspective of the one who created the concept itself. Time is The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole. It continuously exists.  It makes me ponder through my transition; have I taken my past, replayed it in my present, and affected my future? Perhaps, but the real question is;  have I given the true one space so I will only see time and positively embrace?  See, this period of changing to one state to another is not always comfortable. No, this transition is quite challenging but it forces me to allow my space; my expanse that is available,  to now be continually occupied with the third person in the trinity.

I am not the creator of time; why would I think that it’s ok to create space for Christ because I want to demand a particular position, based on what others say is my place. That’s insecurity.  Why bully the process?  I have to walk through this series of steps in order for a particular end to be accomplished.   Then and only then will I allow this transition to become my friend and I can walk with a different goal in mind, without focusing on “Me, Mine, and no more”. 

I have come to a conclusion   the only way for me to make it through this Time and space so I continue to remain in my rightful place , it is to  be like Paul  and press on toward the goal unto the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.

Maya Angelou says it well,  “Whether you are happy or whether you are sad, it is wise to remember you are really in process”.  We will always be in a series of actions in our continued progress of existing; however, will we allow our interval of time to be occupied with the things of Christ so that we understand our Identity; in turn,  we step in a place without animosity or hate, allowing others to have their own time, space, and place.