A God-Fashioned Life

“take on an entirely new way of life—a God-fashioned life,

a life renewed from the inside and working itself into your conduct

as God accurately reproduces his character in you.”

–Ephesians 4:24, The Message

Last night, I headed to church. A little late. And so, I hurried.  I didn’t drive faster, but suddenly, without even thinking about it, I found myself thinking, “Come on, hurry up folks, let’s make the light.” “Move over, I have somewhere to go.” “What a maniac! Go tailgate someone else!”

I imagine Christ sitting in the seat next to me. Safety belt on, conversing as we head down the road.  It is, perhaps, the worst place for us to converse. I’m a courteous driver — outwardly– but my inward dialogue, more often than I want to admit, is one of impatience.  Like tonight.  It’s ugly. But no one sees it.  That is, until I put Christ in the passenger seat and I realize:

He sees it all.

A life that still needs work on the inside. A heart that wants a God-fashioned life, but that is not fully mature in Christ.

I reflect on what a “God-fashioned life” looks like. Life renewed from the inside and working itself into conduct in response to God.  God accurately reproducing His character.

Figuratively, I unfasten my seat-belt and hand the keys over to Christ, once again. I turn towards Him.  I let the Spirit move and breathe in me.

I turn back to the Word. Walk—better yet, run!—on the road God called you to travel. . . . do this with humility and discipline—not in fits and starts, but steadily, pouring yourselves out for each other in acts of love.

So, in humility and with discipline, I seek a God-fashioned life. Not that I am capable of it myself, but through Him.  By allowing the Spirit to fill me up and breathe in me and then pouring myself out in acts of love.

As I get behind the wheel of my car today, I breathe Christ in. I breathe out love.  I breathe Christ in.  I breathe out patience.  I head, steadily, towards Christ. I allow God to reproduce His character in me.

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Posted on April 26, 2010, in Christianity, Faith, God and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Just this morning I was listening to “I am Nothing” by Jeremy Camp, that dovetails with your post perfectly:

    I always purpose in my heart,
    Well to do things the right way,
    Then I realize I’m still clay
    And this piece that’s being shaped,
    Will be a beauty you create

    We are the clay, He is the potter. Someday we will see the finished product of His hand, but for now we’re still being shaped.

  2. Linda – “We’re still being shaped.” Love that! –Godspeed, Elizabeth

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