RUNNING AFTER MYSTERY

ORIGINAL BLOGCAST POST AT http://blog.zephdaniel.com Zeph Daniel HOME http://zephdaniel.com ************ BY ZEPH DANIEL Running after God. It's an other-dimensional realm—anything is possible. It's universal—all things are created by God and hence not separate from Creator. The mystery of Christ revealed to all who pursue the LORD—the spiritual path, nay, their CALLING. It is good to know there is an axis-point. If all life is sacred, and all things not separate from God, but hence not having power of God except what God gives to it. An example would be a tree. A tree cannot grow without being increased by various factors, no bird could fly without an extreme among of organization in creation and then a LIFE-FORCE, to give the wings lift. Hence, if it is true that humans are made in the likeness and image of God, a very powerful statement. It's even more curious when you read the text: Genesis 1:26 And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth. God being manifold Elohim ("we") and God being singular, ONE. God being in us, we being in God, but not being God—John 17. So there is a mystery to creation and a mystery as to what gives anything created the force to carry out the divine plan—etched in instinct, in DNA, in cosmic forces. All beings are familial with God—but in the image and likeness means they wish to be God themselves, or the central axis point. A child believes the world revolves around him, and that his problems are worse than anyone else's. And eventually we come to know that we are part of a mystery not of our own making. Hence, God. Because... God. And in the mystery, we are I AM... all is I AM, and yet the power, the plan, the "history" and "future" are already written—but free will changes things. So we run after this MYSTERY—-I AM. And find that it can't be outside of us, and yet we are not calling the shots, no more than a tree calls the shots. But why do you suppose that we are made by them in their likeness and image? It's an interesting thing to ponder. I have found no answers through the books on philosophy or through the reasonings of man—so I must just leave it all and run after it.. What else can one do?