My name really is… I really am called……….
Ever noticed how professed we become when we really want to get something that we feel we are entitled to, although it may not be “really right?” yeah, I’ve wondered about it myself a couple of times. And done it in others.
Like when I’ve done something, or I’m in the process of doing something that I really want to do, although I know that some authorities may not agree with it, or with me either. That’s when I need to look for everyone’s opinion to trysupport my own,give lengthy explanations in defense of my deedsapproach. I want it to be taken as okay.
I was taken aback a while ago when I discovered that I didn’t have to prove what may name is, or that the sky is blue, or that the sun rises in the east. When something was the real deal, there is little desireeven energy to want to prove or defend it. When not so, we really are frustrateddesire support. I don’t know about you, but nowadays I want to do what’s more or less universally accepted (Bible-wise, that is)have less battles with my conscience.