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To Be or not to Be..the Big Dog that weighed a ton?


To be or not to be?
To be or not to be? Is that the question? Many people ask "who am I"? As a grown man I ask "what will I be when I grow up? If you are like me you like to have something to look forward to! We are human beings but we often identify ourselves as "human doings"! We are always doing something so we can be "something else."
I have a friend who loves to remind me that "it takes a big dog to weigh a ton"! Being the analytical person that I am I have to look for the deeper meaning! Why did the dog have a need to weigh a ton? Why couldn't he be satisfied to be a little dog that weighed whatever he was created to weigh? What is that dog going to do with himself after he gets that big?

To be a ton or not to be a ton? Why does it matter? When I grow up am I going to be the big dog doing the big dog stuff or am I going to be the contented dog; doing what I enjoy because I enjoy being who I am!

To enjoy is to "joy in"! If you are looking for "out-joy" you will "joy out"! Joy is a result of true contentment. Contentment is a by-product of security. Security is the lifestyle of those who have inner peace. Inner peace is available to those who accept themselves as they are and only work to accentuate and not to fluctuate in their identity.

I'm not the big dog and I'm glad I don't weigh a ton! I don't need to be the biggest or the greatest in comparison to you! I just need to be the best me that is possible!

That me was designed by God! He created me and said I was very good! When I found out that "that goodness had been marred by my sin" I was devastated! How could I be content with the ruin? God came to my rescue and loved me while I was a sinner! (Romans 5:8) Then he sent his son to restore the identity that had been ruined by sin. ( John1:12) He gave me a new identity and a new name!  (2 Corinthians 5:17 ) So I don't have to be the big dog, I just get to be His Human Being made right by God's divine doing!

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