Projected Reality

Projected Reality

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This post is a little bit different from my other posts.

I was thinking a couple of days ago about this general concept. The world that each individual sees is kind of like a projected reality that each individual creates for themselves. I see what I want to see. I hear what I want to hear. I do what I want to do. I am who I want to be. The problem that I find with this is that who I want to be always falls short of who God wants me to be and who he has called me to be. The only way that I can fill the shoes I have been called to walk in is by depending on God and throwing away my comfortable projected reality that I create for myself everyday and allowing God to shape the way I see the world.

My sister helped me arrange this song.

One of the things that helps me when I pray is by writing my prayers out. So, after thinking about that concept I wrote this prayer out.

Oh God, I pray that I would allow you to shape the way I see the world around me. On my own I will never measure up. So, God, make me humble. That I would be completely dependent on you. Give me the strength to tear down my projected reality and see through your eyes. My Lord, My God, I trust in you to mold me into who you want me to be. Let me see how you see. Let me do what you would do. Allow me to hear how you hear. Allow me to see beauty in brokenness. Give me desire to serve the undeserving. Give me the ability to hear the good in what people say and to see hope for every person. Change my heart to love the unlovely and hard to love people. And God, most of all give me grace and forgiveness when I fail. God, if I am honest, I am afraid. I am afraid to initiate contact with people that I do not know. I am afraid of allowing people to see that I genuinely care about them because there is frailty openness. But most of all I am terrified to leave my current, comfortable, projected reality. What I surround myself with everyday brings me comfort because it is familiar. It is what I know. I don’t know anything else. I am afraid of leaving what I know the best and walking into something that is unknown – something unfamiliar. I claim to love what is different, but now more than ever I realize that I love what is familiar over what is different.

The world around me
A projected reality
Created by me

I see what I want to see
I hear what I want to hear
I do what I want to do
I am who I want to be

Oh great God
Give me wisdom
To know your heart
Take my world
Tear it down
Take my fears
Cast them out
Give me strength
To be like you
Oh God, change my heart

In Jesus name, Amen.