Lately, I’ve been drinking a lot of San Pelligrino. Sometimes with lime. Never any ice. Or I drink cappuccinos, which I usually make at home.
I often notice what other people drink, especially at the gym. The buff guy who chugs beef bone broth. Or the woman who always has Gatorade.
I see her and think of the commercial with Aja Wilson, Caitlin Clark, and Jayson Tatum. The one narrated by Michael Jordan that asks, “Is it in you?”
I wonder how much they’re paid to drink that neon orange liquid, marketed as a perfect elixir. I imagine them swishing it like they’re at a wine tasting and just got a mouthful of vinegar. Then they spit it into a vat, and go onto their games with a luscious protein shake or pure mineral water instead.
It’s said that we are what we eat and drink. Abundant research is done on how we can nourish ourselves from the outside in, including the amount of water an average person must consume daily. So many rules. Thousands of guidelines. We could make a career of trying to meet all the recommended daily allowances (RDAs).
In various aspects of his ministry, Jesus offered advice that contradicted 1st century RDAs. He had little concern about what people ate, drank and wore. He spoke instead about numerous ways to be spiritually nourished and live from the inside out. His wisdom encouraged his followers and continues to remind us that we are divine spiritual beings with radiant souls which are our own divine imprint, the Christ.
This pure imprint is what we always have been. We can express it anytime, anywhere if we’re willing to show up, practice, run the drills, and connect with that sacred inner drive that expresses purely as us.
Michael Jordan says, “It hasn’t changed. Everything about the game has changed, except the most important thing: what you have inside.” The truth is: What we have inside determines how we’ll play.
Yet, knowing that we are the Christ, as divine as Jesus was, is just the beginning. The power to run the ball down the court, to press, to shoot, to score, and to win big doesn’t just happen. It takes hours of practice, rivers of sweat, and gallons of whatever beverage best replenishes our energy.
If we aren’t careful, someone can steal the ball, score, win, and leave us on the sidelines, head bowed in shame and self-doubt. The final score might not reflect what actually occurred. Like how tough we played, or how many assists and rebounds we made.
To fully express our perfect soul self, just as Jesus did, we, too, must be willing to do what he did: expand our comfort zones; develop new skills; and love one another, even those with whom we disagree. We must be present to the subtle energy of the Universe, in the moment, so that even when we’ve been crucified and left for dead in a tomb, our soul maintains its perfect radiance.
In this season of passing over and rising up, let us honor our pure soul essence. Let us behold the Christ of our being and raise ourselves to new heights so we can declare: The Christ is risen, risen indeed.
It doesn’t matter what anyone else believes or says. It’s already in us.
© 2025 – Rev. Jennifer L. Sacks – All rights reserved.
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