I am not

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I have been writing of and hopefully exposing this foul and self serving "I AM" spirit that pervades so much of this mixed New Age/Christian movement. As so often happens when my heart is stayed on Jesus the Holy Spirit will lay the most amazing things in my lap that confirm to me that I am on the right path. So it was yesterday as I challenged the "I AM'ers" on a forum I have been frequenting lately. As I was searching my old files for something totally unrelated to any forum, I ran across this which beautifully contrasts this counterfeit "I AM" the New Age camp embraces. While many of these misguided souls proclaim their own Godship, free of Jesus Christ, the words of this centuries old hymn illustrate perfectly my present view. I know many of you will also identify with these words, as we are coming to "naught" that "Christ be All." How far this is from the place where self and soul proclaim "I AM."

Jack


"I Am Not"

"I am not;" O words unwelcome
To the lips of men
"I am not;" O words that lead us
Back to God again!

Speech of him who knows the pathway
To that refuge sweet,
Where is covert from the tempest,
Shadow from the heat.

Speech of Heaven, from wise men hidden,
Unto children taught;
Few the words of that great lesson,
Only "I am not."

Heart of man, another language
Is thy native speech,
Spoken by a thousand races,
All alike in each.

"I am,"rich, or wise, or holy
"Thus, and thus am I;"
For "I am," men live and labour,
For "I am," they die.

For "I am," men dare and suffer,
Count all loss as gain,
Toil and weariness and bondage,
Sin and grief and pain.

In the blessed Gospel read we
How a rich man bade
Christ the Lord and His disciples
To a feast he made.

Well it was to feed the prophet;
Thus the rich man thought,
But amidst his wealth and bounty
Lacked he "I am not."

Then there came a sinful woman,
Eyes with weeping dim
"I am not," her heart was saying
She had looked on Him.

He beheld her broken-hearted,
Ruined and undone,
Yet enthroned above the angels
Brighter than the Sun.

All the while in dust before Him
Did her heart adore,
"I am not," that song of gladness
"Thou art, evermore."

For His heart to hers had spoken,
To His wandering lamb;
In the speech of Love Eternal,
He had said "I AM."

Now she thirsts no more for ever,
All she would is given;
None on earth hath she beside Him,
None beside in Heaven.

Oh how fair that heavenly portion,
That eternal lot;
Christ, and Christ alone, for ever
Ever "I am not."
(Henry Suso)
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"There are but two truths and only two; the "all" and the "nothing." Everything else is a falsity. (Guyon)
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