Friday, May 6, 2011
silly me, trying to be perfect
Perfect: exactly fitting the need in a certain situation or for a certain purpose. (Source: www.dictionary.com)
My sister introduced me to this brilliant poem on Youtube. I've watched it many times, but one line of the poem seems to always pull my stone heartstrings: "The same breath of life He graciously gave us we used to curse Him." When hard times strike, who do I run to? Most of the time I run to my friends before God, gossiping and trusting in their confinement, rather than God's gentle wisdom He has for me. When the Spirit calls, I leave it to voicemail.
"know that a person is not justified by the works of the law, but by faith in Jesus Christ. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be justified by faith in Christ and not by the works of the law, because by the works of the law no one will be justified." Galatians 2:16
Silly me, trying to fill that empty void in my heart with crap of the world.
Silly me, trying to tell God that I need to fix things, that everything depends on me.
"Why not? Because they pursued it not by faith but as if it were by works. They stumbled over the stumbling stone." Romans 9:32
As I watch my puppy George grow up into the 7 month puppy he is, I'm realizing how helpless he is. He needs us to take him out daily, feed him, and give him love. He's terrified of blenders, garbage trucks, vacuum cleaners, but most of all people leaving him. When someone in our family leaves, George goes off into a barking fit. A high pitched barking fit may I add.
How come I can't attain that same faith that my puppy George has? When my sin disconnects me from God, do I even care? If only I had an enemy bigger than myself. I somehow think that if I do well on reading my Bible, journaling, ect and make this list of good deeds, that will help the brokenness I mask everyday.
That's not the point at all, is it? When I try to do good deeds, it blocks out the relationship that God wants to pour into me daily. The Pharisees didn't get it. They were considered the highest in the day, studying Scripture and were considered high rulers in the Roman Empire society. I might have good grades. I might be a Love Bug at Crossroads. I might have a passion for singing. But apart from God, I am nothing.
Dear God,
Do you still remember me? It's been a long time since I last talked to You. I'm sorry Abba for the mistakes I've made, trying to be perfect and missing out on the passionate relationship You want to have with me. How great is Your Love that you want to be pals with me, a sinner! God, in Your hands I commend my spirit. Take myself out and pull in You. Humble me daily to remember that it's You in control. I want a childlike faith that I see so many times. Teach me your ways, and hold my hand throughout today and every day. I love you Papa. Amen.
(sorry for the blurriness, it's my puppy George when he was realllly little. Gotta love those Corgis!)
"For great is your love, higher than the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies." Psalm 108:4
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The transformation in your heart is really true and pure. I see your struggles and that's okay. We were not called on this Earth to be perfect in every way; we were called on this Earth to be a Christ-like example while holding tight to our Savior for direction for our life. When we start understanding that He was and can be the only perfect one, then we can humble ourselves. Thank you for your thoughts. And no matter what people tell you, you are God's creation. What could be better?
I love you little sister....just the way you are!
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