The Twinkie and the Creme Filling

Imagine eating a Twinkie without the creme filling. All you get is some dry, squishy sponge cake. That’s kind of like what a human is without the Holy Spirit. It looks okay on the outside but on the inside, something is missing.A Twinkie with Attitude!

First, let’s understand what and who the Holy Spirit is. The basic description tells us that the Holy Spirit is the third person of the Trinity. The Trinity of God being made up of God, the Father, God, the Son, and God, the Holy Spirit. Notice how each of the three “persons” are equally named as God. The only comparison I can think of this side of heaven to describe this mystery is that of a man “wearing many hats”.

At work, you are a bricklayer or a doctor, or a supervisor. At home you are a father and a husband. With your extended family you are a son, a brother, a cousin, or an uncle or all of these. There is a tendency in human culture to label a person with what they “do” for a living and then limit them to only that one thing. We even tend to own those labels for ourselves. I am a bricklayer, or I am a doctor. But is that ALL that you are? Certainly not! You may also be a husband or father or both. You may be a motorcyclist or a surfer or whatever. I bet if you sat down with a pencil and a piece of paper and wrote down everything you can claim to “be” you’d be surprised at how long the list is.

Once you see yourself in your entirety, meaning you consider all the things that you “are” It’s really not that difficult to see God as three distinct, yet equal persons within one entity; God, in three persons.

So basically, the Holy Spirit is God? Yes. He is the part of God that comforts, leads, inspires, corrects, convicts, and heals us. When we become Christians, we can invite the Holy Spirit to dwell within us. He becomes your creme filling!

Wait, what? God’s going to live in me? But, I haven’t cleaned in weeks! Remember what I said in the beginning of this book? Well, I’m saying it again. Don’t Panic! God has already broke in and snuck around your “living room” while you were out partying. He knows you haven’t done your laundry or dishes. He saw your “Men’s magazines in the bathroom. He knows where you hide your weed and which cabinet you keep your liquor in. And he noticed the dust on your bible. But you know what he said while he stood in the middle of it all and looked around? “Man! I can’t wait to live here!”

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