Galatians 5:22-23
22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.
I have been thinking about the fruit of the spirit and the Lord in all of this. ….. You can always tell when I am struggling with thoughts, I tend to write more! …… These fruits that Spirit brings to us, these fruits are what God wants for us, provides for us and wants for us to strive to. Something I heard last week was that the Spirit is there to protect your soul, when we are down we need to remember that God loves us, Jesus brought us closer to God and the Spirit our councillor protects our soul, and the three parts together created us. On the back of my neck I have the symbol for the Father Son and Holy Spirit tattooed, it is a reminder that God has my back and has been there since long before I was born and long after I will be gone.
There is something that bothers me about this whole thing, and I think that media and society have corrupted the meaning of this. Here is the thing. We have heard the “English” keep a stiff upper lip from old movies, we have seen James Dean be the cool unfeeling guy, these are just a couple of examples, the whole James Bond movie series have been based on this coolness- I shall not be moved by my emotions. I think the same thing goes for Christians too. They show no emotion, they “stay the course” in their outward faith and show that they are not human but Christian robots. Never complain, never show emotion, never bow before the Lord and shed a tear. Jesus showed that in the end before he was crucified, but I think during his lack of speech during the passion, silence was required because in the spiritual realm there was a lot going on that we will never understand or know, and he was fulfilling what was spoke by the Prophets. But if God is love there should be no silence, showing of emotion there should be compassion, reaching out, holding on, passion.
I am incapable of matching the fruits of the spirit, I am first off separated by my own sinful nature, and secondly my mental illness is a series of battles between my mind, my body, myself, my darkness that follows me. Do I feel the fruits? On occasion, but I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I am over passionate about things- a down fall- cause when the battle begins I can not control the emotions, urges, the voices.
The Spirit is the protector of my soul, and the three are with me when I am down, I do rely on them, I do seek them, but the battle rages on and in the times when it is not loud I can see the light hear the gently whisper; but when it is loud I am deaf, in the darkness I do not see.
till next time…………………….
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