Once upon a time, there was the me that God created, sitting happily on the throne of my heart. Then one day I let Jesus come in and take over the throne. He also brought along this “New Me”, who was supposed to replace the “Old Me”. But the “Old Me” never really went away. He just kept trying to get the throne back from Jesus. So the Holy Spirit came in to help the “New Me” beat down the “Old Me”, so he wouldn’t get the throne back. And ’round and ’round we’d all go, fighting over that one stupid chair.
Well – that’s sort of how it was explained to me. It was quite a crowded scene: two of me and two of God, all crammed into this one little bitty heart, playing a perpetual game of King-of-the-hill.
Really? That’s what life in Christ is all about? This constant, internal conflict?
For many years I believed just that. And I was miserable.
These days, I see it a bit differently.
Now, instead of a throne, my heart has a table. Each day, Jesus prepares a feast for us to enjoy together. He meets me at the end of a long day, sits me down and washes my feet. Gently He cleanses away:
all my sin
all my guilt
all my shame
until I am clean. Then we sit down at the table and enjoy a nice, peaceful meal together – without arguing over who gets what chair.
No more crowded heart. It’s just the two of us: Creator and creation, joined together, one in His Spirit.
Nowadays, life in Christ is all about finding inner peace. And love. And joy.
I think I can live with that…