Ephesians 5:1 — Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children.
It was about 3 am on a Tuesday morning. I had drifted to sleep with my TV on. I thought I was dreaming. But, I could hear it in the distance. It sounded like someone was singing, ‘I want to be mistaken for Jesus.’ I wondered in my dreamy state, now how wonderful is that? Then, when I woke up I realized that I was not dreaming, and that someone was singing it on my TV. To be like Jesus has been my primary prayer above everything else that I have ever prayed for. From the time I got serious with God, my prayer – God, when others look at me; let them see You – has always been on my lips. I haven’t always been faithful to that prayer, God has, but, I’ve missed it, on many occasions. I will always be a work in progress. And, yet, this is the assignment for all believers. We are to represent Him, thereby lifting Him in the earth.
Mistaken for Jesus! Siblings get mistaken for each other all the time. Flatterers will tell a mother, ‘oh, I thought you were her sister.’ We are mistaken for others because we sound like someone else, we look like someone else, from the back we walk like someone…and so on. I would like to be mistaken for Jesus. I want to sound like Him, look like Him, and walk like Him. We can be mistaken for Jesus when we suppress our flesh and let the God-like part of us rise to the top. I would love to have all my responses, motives, inspirations, words, actions, reactions, emotions, feelings, likes, dislikes, decisions, plans, and agendas be mistaken for Jesus’ responses, motives, inspirations, words, actions, reactions, emotions, feelings, likes, dislikes, decisions, plans, and agendas. I want to be one with God. I want my reaction to trauma and trouble to be mistaken for His reaction. When someone hurts me, I want them to do a double take because my love for them is just like Jesus’ love for them. I want my soft voice mistaken for Jesus’ voice in the midst of an ‘active discussion.’ I want my forgiveness for the worst offense possible to be mistaken for His forgiveness on the cross.
Those in families have similarities. My desire is to be mistaken for Jesus. I want to get Him. He gets me; so I want to get Him. I want to mock Him, I want others to be able to tell that I have sat at His feet. Hear my heart, Precious, I understand the deity and divinity of God. God is the Creator and I am the creature. But, my desire is to ‘favor’ my Father. My goal is to do what Jesus would do. Some of us laugh at the phrase, What Would Jesus Do? But, shouldn’t we ask ourselves that question daily? I want to be mistaken for Jesus. What about you??