Exodus 2 tells us
that Moses ran away from one understanding of his identity and name ~ that as
an adopted Egyptian, living in the posh palace of the Pharaoh, and the
incompleteness of that identity.
But he doesn’t
race toward embracing and embodying the Hebrew understanding of his name
immediately. He doesn’t go and live
right away with his tribe of people.
Rather, he goes to another place.
Moses marries, becomes a shepherd, and settles into life away from
Egypt.
Often discovering
who we are takes a lifetime, because it is not only discovering but
living from what Richard Rohr calls our “True Self” ~ or our made
whole/holy in God’s image self. Too
often the voices of the world clamor chaotically for your affirmation and
allegiance. This is true politically,
families, culturally (see advertising), and religiously.
We define
ourselves by what we are not or more specifically what we fear.
We define
ourselves by our relationships to others, but always worry that we are going to
be voted off the island with our friends/groups.
We define
ourselves by what we buy ~ we consume therefore we are ~ to re-phrase Descartes.
We define
ourselves by beliefs that we hold tightly, rather than realizing God can never
be confined or contained by human thoughts.
Or as Isaiah 55 puts it, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,” declares God.
Often all our
striving and struggle to define ourselves…taking another class or reading
another book or even preaching another sermon (to make this very personal) are
all trying to help open you to an experience of the Infinite that is
indescribable/uncontainable/mysterious.
Deep in your heart
who is God crafting and creating (for God is never finished) you to be today? I long to be loving, open, and creative. I long to explore laughter’s healing
art. I long to stop controlling or
striving to achieve/prove/earn. Rather I
feel the nudge to seek joy, fun, even enjoy being God’s beloved
child ~ and my life would reflect evidence of that joy.
Take some time
today to listen to your shy soul…and if you are a verbal processor, feel free
to give me a call. May the God who
fashions, forms, and loves you into being remind you that your identity is
“beloved”. Amen.
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