The Original Me

I remember in those early days of my Christian walk how preoccupied I was with what Jesus did and my desire to emulate His works. I got all fired up when it came to the healing of the sick. I wanted to see sign and wonders in our midst. I wanted to be as holy and righteous as He was. I wanted to be as good as He was. More than anything I wanted to do what is right, just like I perceived He did.

Now I find to my great amusement that I am more interested in who He was, that is, a perfect example of me. I recognize that He had a different ministry from mine. However, I am filled with the same Spirit as He was. The oneness He spoke about in relation to His Father is an established fact in my life too. I lack nothing compared to Jesus. I am just as righteous and holy. I can say as He did: If you have seen me you have seen my Father. He was a perfect expression of our original design which everyone who has accepted Christ has regained!

Jesus wasn’t an underling. He was so wonderfully full of Himself. There is not even a hint of false humility in how He viewed Himself. I am the way and the truth and the life, He said. What a bold statement! I do only what my Father does, He said at another occasion. No double mindedness in Him. He knew He was a perfect expression or manifestation of God. So am I! He never thought He had two natures that were in opposition to one another. There were no cracks in His understanding of oneness, that some part of Him was not of God – that there was a part of Him that merely was Himself doing all those stupid things we assign to ourselves. No! Everything is God! And this is the mystery: Everything is me as well! Here I am full of myself and at the same time an expression of God! Only God could come up with a scheme like this!

What a fascinating and intriguing Father we have – never afraid to associate Himself with us. What generosity! What humbleness! My father is definitely not ashamed of me! No reason for me to be either. I am, that is, I exist – here I am! I can sense myself with everything I am. I am not afraid of myself. No need to be. I can safely trust all those emotions, desires and thoughts that swell up in me trusting God by faith regarding everything I am, because I am the original me created in His likeness!

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4 Responses to The Original Me

  1. I love the fact that we can never try to be like Jesus and or what would Jesus do. We
    are Jesus in each one of us. I have been reading Watchmen Nee and he knew this
    message of Christ as me or us! 1 Corinthians 1:30. He does not give us wisdom,
    He is our wisdom, righteousness, sanctification, and Redemption! Love your blog!

  2. Moriah says:

    I love this Ole … love your insights, truly … BUT … I don’t want Master removed from the equation by making Him INTO “me”. I like RELATIONSHIP. There’s a reason why sex with a partner is so much better than masturbation. There’s a reason why the “Godhead” is a threesome in eternal ecstatic perichoresis. I want to TASTE chocolate and ENJOY chocolate; I don’t want to BE chocolate … do you see what I’m getting at here?

    • Ole Henrik says:

      Hi Moriah! I find that He lives in me and that I am a partaker of divine nature lead me to rest where I can cease from my own works and where I am secure in my salvation. At the same time I am not God. He is inside me, but He is also outside me. I can’t understand these paradoxes with my intellect, but I can have a very meaningful relationship with my Father with whom I speak every day and He speaks to me. I experience His love and I can love Him back. I have written some articles which highlight this dimension as well. I also love chocolate, I want to taste it and enjoy it, not be it.

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