Emotional Wholeness for the Inner Child and the Wounded Adult ...
EFT, ONE COMMAND, MATRIX ENERGETICS, METAPHYSICS, REIKI
EFT, ONE COMMAND, MATRIX ENERGETICS, METAPHYSICS, REIKI
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June 2009
One night just before falling asleep, out of seemingly nowhere, the phrase “God is
not mad! “ “God is not mad!“ “God is not mad!“ began to run through my head. At
first I sort of dismissed it, thinking, OK, I know that. Still, the phrase continued to
reverberate in my mind. and I somewhat impatiently said to myself, I know God
isn't mad at me, I get it ! What is this all about??? That's when it finally dawned on
me that I was being given a message. God is not mad…God is not mad…He isn’t
mad at me…He isn’t mad at you…He isn’t mad at us…God is not mad…that's
the message He wants me to share!
Yet so many of us struggle with accepting God’s love because we feel or think He
is mad at us. We struggle to make it on our own because we’re afraid to ask for
help. We’re afraid we will get a lecture or a “You got yourself into this, you
deserve to suffer.” We settle for lack in our lives because we think we are being
punished, and think we don't deserve anything better. We feel like teenagers who
would rather do anything than go home and face an angry, disappointed parent.
The Spirit of God is moving within me, saying, “God is not mad!” He isn't standing
at the door waiting for us so He can give us our punishment. He is standing at the
door waiting to welcome us home!
I know this view runs counter to so much of what we hear about the judgment of
God. There are many well-intentioned people who think of God as a beetle-browed
old man with a cane just waiting to say “Gotcha!” so He can gleefully send us to
Hell.
Nothing could be further from the truth. Think of the story of the prodigal son, a
story told by Jesus to demonstrate the everlasting love of the Father. There is no
question this son, the prodigal son, was rebellious, selfish, and unwise. He insulted
his father by demanding his inheritance early, leaving his father’s house where
there was abundance, love, and safety and went alone into the world where he
quickly squandered his assets, found himself deserted and abandoned by his so-
called friends, and was scratching to survive.
This Jewish boy had sunk to the lowest level. He was feeding the pigs! There was
nowhere to turn, his friends were gone, the money was gone; yet, his pride and
guilt kept him from returning home for a long time. He expected the lecture, the
“So now you come crawling back to me, expecting me to take you in. Well, listen,
mister, from now on you do the things the way I say!“ He knew he had messed
up, and was ashamed of himself. Finally, in utter desperation and humiliation,
realizing the lowly, unclean pigs ate better than he did, he headed home. Feeling
he had forfeited his right to be a son, he resolved to plead with his father to take
him back as a servant. By this time he was even willing to take the expected
lecture and condemnation from his father which he felt he deserved.
A funny thing happened, though, when he got home. He didn't get a lecture, or a
finger wagged in his face, or a list from his father of conditions upon which he
could rejoin the family.
When his father saw him coming down the road, he didn’t stand at the door and
wait, impatiently tapping his foot and planning just what he would say to his
wayward son. He didn’t send servants out to tell the son not to bother coming
home.
Instead, the father himself ran to meet his rebellious son, something outrageous
for a father to do in that culture. The father didn’t stop there. When he got to his
son who was covered with the dirt and grime and dust and filth of the life he had
chosen, the father didn’t lecture or hold his nose and keep his distance. Instead,
Jesus says the father fell upon the son’s neck, kissing him over and over again,
something unheard of for a man of his standing in the community to do, especially
with a disobedient, disrespectful son; but the father wasn't concerned about what
the neighbors might think of his behavior. He was too overjoyed to see his son to
stand on ceremony and what others might think proper and decorous.
Overwhelmed by this demonstration of his father’s love, this younger son told his
father he was no longer worthy to be a son. The father’s response was to kiss him
again and again, and to call for the servants to bring his son the best robe,
probably one of his own; a ring, signifying that the son had authority; and sandals,
signifying that he was indeed a son, not a servant, for servants of that time did not
wear shoes.
God is not mad at us! Even when we wander off into a far country, even when we
squander the gifts He has given us, even when we are disgusted with our own filth
and can't stand to look at ourselves in the mirror, God does not reject us. He is
looking for us, wanting us to return home, waiting to give us hugs and kisses and
acceptance, not lectures and condemnation and rejection.
On the other hand, while the Father eagerly and joyfully welcomes us back into
His arms, some of our brothers and sisters may be far less gracious. Like the
prodigal
son‘s older brother, they may self-righteously refuse to welcome us with open
arms, feeling that we should have to continue to “pay for” our sins. That’s because
they do not understand the nature and mercy of God. In the story Jesus told, the
older brother was furious that his father so eagerly welcomed his younger,
rebellious brother home, and refused to attend the party to welcome him home.
Noticing that his older son was not there, the father left the party, searching him
out, reassuring him that he loved him, too, and pleading with him to come join in
the celebration, to be glad and rejoice because his brother had returned. “He was
dead, and now he is alive!” Once again, the father breaks protocol, this time by
leaving the party he was hosting to seek out his angry, resentful eldest son who
himself was disrespecting and insulting his father by refusing to attend the party
his father was hosting.. What a beautiful demonstration of God’s love! He loves us
all, those of us who never wander away and those of us who do. He seeks us all
out, the rebellious and broken and the technically obedient but self-righteous, to
welcome us to what He has ordained as our rightful place. And He asks us to
accept and welcome one another just as He does, with unbounded joy and
unconditional love.
God is far more interested in redeeming us and loving us than punishing us. It
gives Him no pleasure to see us suffer. He isn’t mad at us, He loves us. He wants
us with Him. He wants to help us, bless us, cleanse, heal, and restore us to our
rightful place in the family.
Trust His love. The unfailing love of God is incomprehensible. We can’t
understand it. We just have to trust it. Jesus is God’s clear evidence of just how
much He loves us. Through the shed blood of Jesus the world, mankind, has been
redeemed. There is no more payment required for our sins and shortcomings.
Indeed, there is no more payment that can be made.
Wherever you are in your life, the Father is waiting at the door. He isn’t mad at
those of us who are the rebellious, prodigal son who leaves the family for a time,
and he isn’t mad at those of us who are sometimes the steady stiff-necked elder
brother, judgmental and merciless. The Father loves us ALL, and He wants us to
love one another, to sit down at the feast together.
This is the message the Lord spoke to my heart, “Tell the people I am not mad at
them. Tell them I love them. Tell them they do not have to be afraid to come to
me. If they will but just take a step toward me, I will run to meet them.”
God loves you! Take that step! The Father will meet you with a hug!
Hugs and Blessings,
Syandra
One night just before falling asleep, out of seemingly nowhere, the phrase “God is
not mad! “ “God is not mad!“ “God is not mad!“ began to run through my head. At
first I sort of dismissed it, thinking, OK, I know that. Still, the phrase continued to
reverberate in my mind. and I somewhat impatiently said to myself, I know God
isn't mad at me, I get it ! What is this all about??? That's when it finally dawned on
me that I was being given a message. God is not mad…God is not mad…He isn’t
mad at me…He isn’t mad at you…He isn’t mad at us…God is not mad…that's
the message He wants me to share!
Yet so many of us struggle with accepting God’s love because we feel or think He
is mad at us. We struggle to make it on our own because we’re afraid to ask for
help. We’re afraid we will get a lecture or a “You got yourself into this, you
deserve to suffer.” We settle for lack in our lives because we think we are being
punished, and think we don't deserve anything better. We feel like teenagers who
would rather do anything than go home and face an angry, disappointed parent.
The Spirit of God is moving within me, saying, “God is not mad!” He isn't standing
at the door waiting for us so He can give us our punishment. He is standing at the
door waiting to welcome us home!
I know this view runs counter to so much of what we hear about the judgment of
God. There are many well-intentioned people who think of God as a beetle-browed
old man with a cane just waiting to say “Gotcha!” so He can gleefully send us to
Hell.
Nothing could be further from the truth. Think of the story of the prodigal son, a
story told by Jesus to demonstrate the everlasting love of the Father. There is no
question this son, the prodigal son, was rebellious, selfish, and unwise. He insulted
his father by demanding his inheritance early, leaving his father’s house where
there was abundance, love, and safety and went alone into the world where he
quickly squandered his assets, found himself deserted and abandoned by his so-
called friends, and was scratching to survive.
This Jewish boy had sunk to the lowest level. He was feeding the pigs! There was
nowhere to turn, his friends were gone, the money was gone; yet, his pride and
guilt kept him from returning home for a long time. He expected the lecture, the
“So now you come crawling back to me, expecting me to take you in. Well, listen,
mister, from now on you do the things the way I say!“ He knew he had messed
up, and was ashamed of himself. Finally, in utter desperation and humiliation,
realizing the lowly, unclean pigs ate better than he did, he headed home. Feeling
he had forfeited his right to be a son, he resolved to plead with his father to take
him back as a servant. By this time he was even willing to take the expected
lecture and condemnation from his father which he felt he deserved.
A funny thing happened, though, when he got home. He didn't get a lecture, or a
finger wagged in his face, or a list from his father of conditions upon which he
could rejoin the family.
When his father saw him coming down the road, he didn’t stand at the door and
wait, impatiently tapping his foot and planning just what he would say to his
wayward son. He didn’t send servants out to tell the son not to bother coming
home.
Instead, the father himself ran to meet his rebellious son, something outrageous
for a father to do in that culture. The father didn’t stop there. When he got to his
son who was covered with the dirt and grime and dust and filth of the life he had
chosen, the father didn’t lecture or hold his nose and keep his distance. Instead,
Jesus says the father fell upon the son’s neck, kissing him over and over again,
something unheard of for a man of his standing in the community to do, especially
with a disobedient, disrespectful son; but the father wasn't concerned about what
the neighbors might think of his behavior. He was too overjoyed to see his son to
stand on ceremony and what others might think proper and decorous.
Overwhelmed by this demonstration of his father’s love, this younger son told his
father he was no longer worthy to be a son. The father’s response was to kiss him
again and again, and to call for the servants to bring his son the best robe,
probably one of his own; a ring, signifying that the son had authority; and sandals,
signifying that he was indeed a son, not a servant, for servants of that time did not
wear shoes.
God is not mad at us! Even when we wander off into a far country, even when we
squander the gifts He has given us, even when we are disgusted with our own filth
and can't stand to look at ourselves in the mirror, God does not reject us. He is
looking for us, wanting us to return home, waiting to give us hugs and kisses and
acceptance, not lectures and condemnation and rejection.
On the other hand, while the Father eagerly and joyfully welcomes us back into
His arms, some of our brothers and sisters may be far less gracious. Like the
prodigal
son‘s older brother, they may self-righteously refuse to welcome us with open
arms, feeling that we should have to continue to “pay for” our sins. That’s because
they do not understand the nature and mercy of God. In the story Jesus told, the
older brother was furious that his father so eagerly welcomed his younger,
rebellious brother home, and refused to attend the party to welcome him home.
Noticing that his older son was not there, the father left the party, searching him
out, reassuring him that he loved him, too, and pleading with him to come join in
the celebration, to be glad and rejoice because his brother had returned. “He was
dead, and now he is alive!” Once again, the father breaks protocol, this time by
leaving the party he was hosting to seek out his angry, resentful eldest son who
himself was disrespecting and insulting his father by refusing to attend the party
his father was hosting.. What a beautiful demonstration of God’s love! He loves us
all, those of us who never wander away and those of us who do. He seeks us all
out, the rebellious and broken and the technically obedient but self-righteous, to
welcome us to what He has ordained as our rightful place. And He asks us to
accept and welcome one another just as He does, with unbounded joy and
unconditional love.
God is far more interested in redeeming us and loving us than punishing us. It
gives Him no pleasure to see us suffer. He isn’t mad at us, He loves us. He wants
us with Him. He wants to help us, bless us, cleanse, heal, and restore us to our
rightful place in the family.
Trust His love. The unfailing love of God is incomprehensible. We can’t
understand it. We just have to trust it. Jesus is God’s clear evidence of just how
much He loves us. Through the shed blood of Jesus the world, mankind, has been
redeemed. There is no more payment required for our sins and shortcomings.
Indeed, there is no more payment that can be made.
Wherever you are in your life, the Father is waiting at the door. He isn’t mad at
those of us who are the rebellious, prodigal son who leaves the family for a time,
and he isn’t mad at those of us who are sometimes the steady stiff-necked elder
brother, judgmental and merciless. The Father loves us ALL, and He wants us to
love one another, to sit down at the feast together.
This is the message the Lord spoke to my heart, “Tell the people I am not mad at
them. Tell them I love them. Tell them they do not have to be afraid to come to
me. If they will but just take a step toward me, I will run to meet them.”
God loves you! Take that step! The Father will meet you with a hug!
Hugs and Blessings,
Syandra
