Jesus said that the kingdom of God is within. Perhaps we can think of this teaching as also meaning that when we allow the kingdom of God to manifest it self within us, that we are then living in the kingdom.
So, what would it be like to fly fish within the kingdom
of God? What would I be like? Who would I be?
While I know in many ways I would still be “me” I also tend
to think I would be “more”. Over the years I have been vaguely aware that there
is a more whole “me” somewhere. This is someone who is not injured, angry,
impatient and jaded.
I often think of this “me” as the one who sometimes walks
beside me, but I do not see. This is the one I most often forget and yet
sometimes visit. Some might call this
“other” a spiritual twin, a child of God, the inner beloved, or the true divine
self of God being within. This is the one who walks in the kingdom
of God, and even now, on occasion, walks
beside me.
Words and names and places and time frames do not
matter.
I just know that when I allow this “other” to manifest
within me that I find myself being more kind to other fly fishers on the river.
I find myself being more patient and helpful. I make room for people on the
river. I walk where I would normally not
walk to give a fly away. I share what I know with others. I am more forgiving
of the mistakes and mishaps of others. I can better remain calm and silent when
I or my client breaks a big fish off. This
is the one who remains thankful, joyful and hopeful.
Who is this?
I usually can’t see him but sometimes I visit with him
briefly.
I never got his name.
Yet it somehow helps me to know he is there. It helps me to
know that “I” at least on occasion, can walk an extra mile, forgive gently, and
remain quiet and calm. It helps me to know that this other one, this one that
is both “me” and not me, sometimes walks in the kingdom
of God as he should.
Soon, I hope to fish with him again and watch him. I think
it is important that I can still see him on occasion. I hope I should never lose sight of him.
I am not I.
I am this one
walking beside me whom I do not see,
whom at times I manage to visit,
and whom at other times I forget;
who remains calm and silent while I talk,
and forgives, gently, when I hate,
who walks where I am not,
who will remain standing when I die.