Tuesday, 13 December 2011
No one is perfect. Duh. So why am I trying to be perfect in every single aspect of my life? I have an addiction to it, too. Sometimes I think it's because of the perfectionist in me. Other times I think it's the A.D.D. in me. Or even the overachiever in me.
I don't know.
We know that if we want to be just like Christ, good luck. Because we will never measure up. It is impossible. We will fall short every time. So knowing this, why do we strive to be like Him anyway? Is it to work towards the possibility that there's the slightest, teensiest bit of a chance that we can end up like Him?
I don't know about you, but I am constantly thinking about my character lately. I start to feel guilty when I mess up. I start to think that God couldn't possibly love me anymore because I messed up yet again. Doesn't He ever get sick of me?
But this kind of thinking also reminds me again and again why He is so awesome. Why only He is worth worshiping. Why no one else measures up. Who else do you know who loves you anyway despite all your flaws and keeps no record of wrongs?
Tonight I polished off a bag of popcorn, keep scratching at my ear to get all the dirt out, procrastinated, thought about painting my nails, and yet He loves me. I'm weird. I'm strange. I like to start a whole bunch of blogs and then have no idea what to do with them. But He loves me.
He loves you, too. I can't tell you how I know this. You just have to let Him in and feel it for yourself.
Have you ever tried to measure up to Christ's example and failed? Why should we keep trying to measure up even if it's impossible?