Rising to the top
“Your internal reality will always become your external reality.” -Bill Johnson
I’ve been chewing on this quote for over a week. Go ahead…take a couple chomps. Don’t swallow it whole; you’ll get indigestion for sure.
I don’t know if most folks consider that they cultivate an internal reality. We all have one, though.
I once knew a woman who was terrified that she’d get cancer. It wasn’t that anyone in her family had it, or that she engaged in activity known to cause it, but she was scared out of her wits about the possibility and worried and fretted about it for years. Her internal reality was that she lived in fear of being afflicted. And since living in fear tends to actually produce affliction, guess what happened? Yeah…she got cancer. It became her external reality.
I’ve seen all kinds of negative external realities that I don’t care to produce in my own life. They don’t reflect who I am, or Whose I am. Helplessness, rage, control, fear, hopelessness…those are the external results of an internal realities.
But I want my external reality to be love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. I want the love to be unconditional, the joy to be outrageous, the peace to be unshakeable. I want the patience to be active, the kindness to be more than “nice”, the goodness to be irrefutable. I want the faithfulness to be unwavering, the gentleness to be fierce, and the self-control to be submitted to God’s ideas of what is right, not my own.
I want this to be the external overflow of my internal reality.
It is important to me that my internal reality be bigger than the sum total of my body + soul + spirit. It is vital that it be rooted in the eternal and directed through heavenly perspective. If I don’t want a human-powered, human-sized life, then I’ve got to have something bigger and better than a human-sized internal reality. I have to have an internal reality created and fueled by the Holy Spirit.
Some days I fly. Some days I tread water. And then there are the days where chaos threatens to completely unravel me. Life in the earth suit is anything but a smooth, predictable ride, and I can always tell when I’m not buckled in properly. I am grateful that I have fewer of those days than I used to, but they still happen. Proof that the internal reality I long for is purposefully created, not something a person drifts into by accident.
I think that is another reason why God’s mercies are new every morning. It’s the reset button for our internal realities. The nice thing is that we can actually mash that thing any time we want, day or night, as often as we want.
Ask me how I know that.