Failure.
A word I am all too familiar with. My failure tends to make itself known, even though I try to keep it in hiding. It digs deep, tending to bury itself into my thoughts until I willingly recognize it. Failure, sin, my disobedience, all in the same.
As I sit here spending an overwhelmingly amount of time just contemplating on how much I fail everyday, the spirit shifts my thinking to Jesus.
Jesus.
The Lord who has lived a perfect life and died an undeserving death. Jesus, who has risen in glory and the same Jesus that is coming back in all of His righteousness. That Jesus, loves me. The one who fails and fails constantly.
I understand that truth, my mind may grasp the concept, but my heart is dubious. A holy, righteous God loves a sinner, undeserving and unworthy. Do we ever just stop to think about that? How unbelievably absurd yet beautiful that is? I am prone to forget.
In my heart, my doubts are ever before me. I lack in loving Jesus on a daily basis, but His love for me is never lacking. I need a reminder to live in light of this. Even with all of the instability in my heart, this I know, Jesus loves me. I am humbled and astonished at this truth.
A word I am all too familiar with. My failure tends to make itself known, even though I try to keep it in hiding. It digs deep, tending to bury itself into my thoughts until I willingly recognize it. Failure, sin, my disobedience, all in the same.
As I sit here spending an overwhelmingly amount of time just contemplating on how much I fail everyday, the spirit shifts my thinking to Jesus.
Jesus.
The Lord who has lived a perfect life and died an undeserving death. Jesus, who has risen in glory and the same Jesus that is coming back in all of His righteousness. That Jesus, loves me. The one who fails and fails constantly.
I understand that truth, my mind may grasp the concept, but my heart is dubious. A holy, righteous God loves a sinner, undeserving and unworthy. Do we ever just stop to think about that? How unbelievably absurd yet beautiful that is? I am prone to forget.
In my heart, my doubts are ever before me. I lack in loving Jesus on a daily basis, but His love for me is never lacking. I need a reminder to live in light of this. Even with all of the instability in my heart, this I know, Jesus loves me. I am humbled and astonished at this truth.
This is who I am because Jesus loves me. I am viewed as righteous in Christ, no longer a slave of sin, but a slave of righteousness(Romans 6:17-18). I am looked upon as if I have never sinned, yet live perfectly as Jesus lived. I am holy and blameless in the eyes of Christ(Colossians 1:22). I am His beloved and it is all for His glory. I am loved, so that I too can love (1 John 4:19).
The depths and heights of His love is something I shall never fully comprehend. But as He continually reveals more of himself to me, I continually become more in love with Him. This is a pattern that I welcome in expectancy, a pattern my heart yearns to know.
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