Where are YOU?

God picked up a ball of dirt and breathed into it the breath of life.  Man became a living soul.  Somewhere between the bright burning life of God on the inside and the outermost layer of dirt, man developed in the image of God.  A mind…A will…a heart…God’s life on the inside, pulsating out through the once-dirt making a creation never before seen.

When man (Adam) disconnected from His source of life, the Tree; he reconnected to his own knowledge.  He became his own annointing.  

Where once the life of God throbbed in the inner man, now nothing…darkness and death.

Man felt dead…feeling dead…feels…dead.  If only he could not-feel-dead.

He began to make a construction site in his soul.  Shaped his mind with his will.  Shaped his will by his emotions.  Brick by brick he manufactured a new almost-him.

God came by and asked where the man was.  Where was the man who had been.  If God being in Adam made him, HIM, then Adam did not know the answer to this question.  Where am I…I can’t find who I was a few moments ago.  

Brick by brick he manufactured a new almost-him. A pseudo-him.  It felt as close to alive as he could muster.

Today all we have in our soul, separate of God, is our pseudo-us.  It’ hard to let go of the closest thing we have to life, for some promise of life abundant.

Let go anyway…the Breath of Life is near again.  Let go of your construction site.  Breathe in again, breathe in the only thing that can make you alive.