I think my hippie generation coined the phrase “getting it all together”. Reason being, for lots of those long-haired, drug-loving friends of mine their lives were falling apart. Oh, I had shoulder-length hair and a scraggly beard. My world fell apart
like theirs did. My friends would say, Man, you gotta get it all together, Dude.” We used lots of double salutations back in the day. But how do you “get it all together”? Did they mean all my worldly possessions I carried around in the back seat of my car? Those were already all together. Were they talking about achieving some sort of mental state when I wouldn’t have any problems? Or had problems and just didn’t acknowledge them? Or wouldn’t care about them when I had them? I never could figure out after I got it all together where I’d put it. So I guess I never got it all together, because I didn’t know what it meant.
Then one day I figured out what getting it all together meant. Jesus is getting it all together for me. He’s working in my life, my attitude, my emotions, my finances, my relationships, and He is getting me all together, day by day so He can use me to serve Him and so God can see me through the shed blood of Jesus as righteous and holy because of what Jesus did for me on the cross. I guess that’s why I never heard anyone say, “I got it all together.” We wee always “getting” it all together. So is Jesus. It’s called sanctification. Ooops. Time’s up.