I picked up a new book over these last few weeks, Brennan Manning’s, Abba’s Child, and recently found the time to dive in. And it’s one of those books that comes to you at a time when you need it most, that somehow has a way of finding you, and I am grateful it did. I find that Manning seems to have a way of speaking to the very depths of my being, inspiring me to not only walk closer to the Savior, in constant recognition of my own brokenness and need for grace, but also serves as a good reminder to always strive to live a life that shows grace and compassion towards others.
I guess that’s what I love so much about Manning’s books, having read The Ragamuffin Gospel a few years ago, is his lack of pretense. It is a rare find, and unfortunately I’d have to say even in myself, to hear someone speak from such an honest place, and currently in the throws of the book I hope to glean some wisdom as to how one gets to such a place, to how one “arrives.”
So far I’ve already marked several key sentences that struck a chord, even an entire chapter, the one concerning our Authentic Self vs. our False Self, appropriately titled, The Imposter, recognizing as I did that still small voice of God saying, “Jen, this is what I want you to work on.” Sigh.
And yet, I sigh with hope, ever mindful that we are all works in progress and there are times we go about our merry business, oblivious, until something upsets the balance and God so gently (and I use the word lightly) points out, “we need to work on this.” Ugh, and just when I thought I had all my crap figured out.
But God is like that, orchestrating events in our lives, or merely allowing them, and then turning them around to form something in us, change something in us, that makes us a little bit more Christ reflecting, and I am convinced that this is God’s ultimate agenda in almost everything, or in other words, what I like to refer to as the great emptying and sometimes the great emptying can be a painful process, but one I’m finding as the years go by, that God seems to only allow to come to us in growth spurts, and for that – I am thankful for. Like the child; we grow, level out for awhile, and then grow again – and yes, unfortunately growing pains are included and at the moment, I feel them.
I feel them because as I read Manning, God calls me to authenticity, to take off the mask of the false self, who is always striving; for the approval of others, the attention of others, even to self-protect from others (and for me, this is the biggie), and instead, to just live in the freedom that I don’t have to, I don’t have to self-protect anymore. That if only I can remember that it’s God who affirms me, loves me infinitely, delights in me even, then it’s He who will get me to that place where I won’t feel the need to put on pretense anymore, because when we live under the guise of the false self we can miss out on so many of God’s blessings and the blessing that we can be and should be to others.
In the middle of growing pains, what I’m finding about growth spurts is this: that the more we go through them the more we start to recognize them for what they truly are: a chance to draw nigh our Heavenly Father, bask in His presence, and let Him transform us – to be like the child that waits in wonder and anticipation of what they’ll be when they grow up. “Oh, make me like you, Lord, make me like you!”
