A Revelation on Being with Christ

Carrie and I have morning chats on my drive into work during the week days. Sometimes we use them as venting sessions (lol) and sometimes we just talk about struggles and our relationships with God.

The other morning when we talked, she said a few days back that she was talking to one of the doctors at the hospital (which she often does in her job as a nurse) - and that he always talks about God in their conversations. And she said he was talking about being with Christ. That we should work to be in tune with Him always. Constantly meditating and praying and being aware of Him in our lives.

I agree.

But when she said this, a light bulb clicked in my mind.

Yes, we need to be with Christ. And talk to Him and meditate on His word etc.

But what if there was another kind of "being" with Him? A state of which our physical decision-making processes represented another way to "be" with Him.

Some people struggle with drugs like cocaine, with alcohol abuse, porn and sexual addictions, or perhaps shopping, coffee, BLOGGING, or Facebook. There is more than one one "drug" out there, if you know what I mean.

As my mother-in-law said yesterday morning when we woke to start the day "coffee is our drug of choice!"

What does it mean to be with Christ?

Should we...mentally be with him? Emotionally? Spiritually? YES!

But how about in the physical realm?

My mom doesn't drink wine. Not because she gets drunk when she does, but because she doesn't want anything to hinder her relationship with Christ.


This, and she, is a great example of a walking, living, and breathing Christ-life dedication.


I read a book a few years ago called "The Discipline of Grace" and what it taught me was that I needed to physically remove certain things from my life in order to allow God's grace in.

How can I receive it when gunk is in the way that shouldn't be there?

Choosing to physically remove things that were not good for me turned out to be a blessing. And I felt like I was physically giving myself to Him, as I should have been all along.

I began, one after the other, to shut off, close, remove, and unlock the chains to several things that were standing in the way of living a free and open relationship with my Father.

My mind, heart and spirit had been with Him. Emotionally, I could feel Him. Spiritually, I knew He was there, for I was crying out to Him every day.

But physically, my life was gunky. Polluted. And in turn, it was messing with all the other realms of my relationship with Him and those I loved.

As that light bulb went off the other day, it reminded me again of that time in my life when I exposed my vulberabilities and failures and found Truth.

It reminded me that just because I did it once, does not mean I don't have it to it again.

I must die daily.

I want to be with Him in everything that I am. Not just spiritually in prayer and devotion, but in my outward appearance, actions, choices, through my lips, my ears, and eyes, and as a filter of good things into my home.

It's a daily decision and a daily cry for guidance, and even though I struggle do it I know He is with me.