playing by the rules

It has taken a new turn.
A new life has to be borne out of decisions made.
A new responsibility
New rules and new everything else.
just because, we are not of this world.

When you are in Rome
You do things like the Romans do them
And where your heart is, there your treasure lies.
Therefore, if you are in the earth
But are a citizen of the above realms
Naturally, we will expect to see you display attributes of the above realms,
Your culture/lifestyle will reflect in all that you do.
And it is not a show to give. It is in-borne.
Not a struggle. It is a lifestyle.

Here in this world,
By natural inclination,
Our decisions can neva take this shape.
We make them based on what we see,
On what impressions we have about the object,
Or even about what someone else thinks about them...
And that's it.
We have no reason at all to consult the divine.
We are gods in our own right.
So anything placed in our hands
Are only expected to be handled in the same way...
So we give a show to him who makes the decisions
That we may obtain the glory we desire.
The glory that perishes.

I have been there before.
Yet my heart longs for more than here.
Naturally, my decisions will be based on natural things
My Sight, emotions and judgment.
But then, I am now a citizen of another place
Therefore, those rules don't apply here.
They never work.
And though there was an initial struggle,
but after a while it hits you to play by a different set of rules.
It is never by sight but by faith.
It is never by emotions but on what you see the father do.
And it is never by my standard of judgment but that of this place.
A different place, a different set of rules.

Now, I'm here.
And even then, I still struggle with the difference in culture
But rather than indulge myself, I know better.
I am dying daily to the vices of my will
And to the self-preserving words through which I'm built.
But I desire only
The processes that will cause me to emerge from within my shell

And into the beauty of the image of His Son.