It’s a Monday, and I know I should be getting things done to start the week right, but for some reason, I’m being led to just write, right now.
Write, to make right. I used to say that. I still think it holds true. And it’s catchy. But recently, it feels like I’m writing also to unload. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t been doing that in the past, it’s just, now, at this time and at this immediate moment… it’s necessary. I write now, to make right, by unloading.
What, you thought I was trying to make that catchy? Well, I’d rather get the point across. I need to let off some steam – weird that I’m saying that, considering the day’s just started.
And that’s the thing – for countless other people in the same time zone as I am, the day has already started for them hours ago – and I thought I’d be with them, but I chose to stay in bed for an hour, and then two hours. I know that I really shouldn’t have my phone within grabbing distance of where I sleep, and I’ve been stubborn – Actually, I don’t even remember if I made a conscious effort to fix this (by way of simply placing my phone on the counter across the room) at the start of the year, but, well, I’ve been wasting a lot of time with the phone and the bed in the morning.
It really isn’t a good combination. I remember what Naval Ravikant said – The bed is for sleep and sex, and nothing else. Not those exact words, but you get the point.
Never too late to make a difference, yeah? Well, we’ll try again with not only putting the phone away from me tonight, but also setting an alarm – and, yeah, I just might do what was supposed to be a joke on a social media post: That is, to set my alarm as the sound of great applause, just so I feel that validated when I get up.
Also, another thing, now that I think about it – the applause reminds me that I’m not getting up for myself, but I’m getting up, doing whatever routine I have – for my Mom, for this household, for my brothers, for my future wife and children, for everyone. Getting uncomfortable for the comfort of everyone else. Or, well, that’s a stretch, but yeah. Not for myself, but for others.
Could it be that I can find rest in the actions and all I do, as much as, or if not more than in bed? I know I wrote about this before, but I didn’t use the word ‘rest’, but home: Picking up from a line composed by legend James Hetfield which states, ‘Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home‘, I choose to say, ‘Where Christ is, is home, and Christ and I are always together‘; Therefore, whether in transit, or in enemy territory, in hostile areas, I am home.
Where Christ is, I am at rest, and Christ and I are always together. Therefore, whether in discomfort, or pain, or fear, or terror, I am at rest. It looks like another facet added on to the implied infinite perspectives to what Paul wrote to the Philippians: A peace beyond understanding.
Yes, I can find rest in all things – rather, I HAVE rest in all things. I AM home in all things, and it can be had – rather, I am reminded of what is already there – according to the same verse, which I should have just pasted on here a moment earlier: Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7
Did you catch it? By prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, we let our requests be made known to God. Yes, we pray, stating our perspectives and opinions, our wants and our needs – From our limited minds, we let them be made known to an unlimited God, and we find ourselves home even in transit, or in enemy territory, in hostile areas. We are at rest even in discomfort, or pain, or fear, or terror.
I’m reminded of a gem that was established for me, applicable to me 40 years ago, and up to 40 years ahead, and beyond: That is, to Flow, to Trust God, and to Thank God. You trust God, and you’re bound to be thanking God, if you don’t already notice you naturally thank God when you trust Him. And it works the other way around – Every act of thanksgiving you make towards God, whenever you thank God, you are automatically trusting in Him. And it is in this cycle, that you and God (Father, Son, and Holy Spirit) flow.
You move as the River moves, directing you from the outside. You act as the Fountain prompts you from the inside. However the unlimited supply of living water applies to you in all aspects and events of your existence in this reality, you flow according to the infinite and absolute union you have with the Creator which is established and forever confirmed by no less than our Savior, Jesus Christ.
In all we do, whether we think, move, or do both and more at the same time – We flow. Stubborn as we are, and insistent in our own selfish desires and egomaniacal, narcissistic plots and ideas, we still flow.
The decision to be made isn’t if we move or not – rather, it’s a question of how much we believe on and respond to the movements of our God.
I’m not trying to sound all mystic and deep here. Heaven forbid, this may all sound like pseudo-intellectual babble, but it’s really just to unload. To write, to make right – meaning I’m not merely unloading, but I’m also re-arranging mental furniture, and in the process, possibly even recalling other thoughts that have been collecting dust.
‘…we’re always flowing; the question is just how consciously we engage with it.’
Christus Imperat.
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