Let me tell you about my best friend…
Anyone who knows me knows I love Jesus. A passionate, deep-rooted love for Christ. And yet, to be honest, I am hesitant to write a post about my faith. Not because of any fear or shame to be called a believer. Not from any doubt I have in Him and His promises. I stand firm on the belief that my God is a good God. I am proud to call Him Father. You see, I have never really had a problem seeing the goodness in God, but I have always had a problem forgiving the blemishes on my heart.
See, friends, like everyone else, I am a bit of a mess. Maybe even messier than most. I struggle. I lose my temper. I lack patience. I overthink. I put my foot in my mouth. I have control issues. I’m messy, friends. And even though I believe wholeheartedly that Jesus sees my mess and yours and loves us fully, knowing every single flaw, and would look you straight in the eye and tell you, sweet friend, that He sees your mess and calls you worthy regardless; I always worry I will discredit the name of Jesus if I talk about him in this public forum. I never want my mess to overshadow His greatness. You see if I talk to you about Jesus, I worry you expect me to somehow be better than I really am, and then in your disappointment in me, blame the blameless, all powerful, all loving God. You see we’re all hypocrites, all sinners, all hot messes. But He is good. Always. In all ways.
But then I have to tell myself the very same thing I would tell you, and remind myself that we could never overshadow God. He is bigger than our shortcomings. He is greater than any weakness. And He asks us that we come as we are. Right smack dab where we are. Mess and all. Yes, friends, He calls us to be the light, and so with that there are expectations to live a life that illuminates that beautiful brightness. But when we fail, and we will fail, friends, we are made perfect in Him. His grace is sufficient. His power made perfect in that very weakness we worry so much about. So with that reminder, I’m going to talk about Him on my blog. My friend Jesus. But when I write about Jesus, please know that I’m not ever coming from a place of righteous condemnation, but rather from a broken, messy mama saved by His grace alone.
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