Wednesday, January 25, 2012

good enough

"Well, God couldn't really love me anyway, because I've messed up too many times."

"God couldn't love me, because I forgot to spend time with Him this morning. I feel like such a jerk. I'll never be able to serve God if I can't even remember to read the Bible everyday."

I struggle with these thoughts. I think that what I do is what makes God love me.

What we do doesn't effect God's choices. We have no power over God. No matter what we do, God will always love us. He may not always be proud of us and sometimes we may make Him angry, but He will always love us. 

So these thoughts, these lies I believe that I have to be good enough to deserve God's love must disappear. I can never be good enough on my own, no matter how hard I try. It is only through Christ that I can be saved, only through Him anyone can be saved.

Sure, we can spend time with Jesus and read the Bible. It makes God smile, it brings us closer to Him, it refreshes us. But it's not what saves us. I can never be good enough on my own. I am good enough, but only because Christ is in me. 

What do you struggle with?


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  2. Mmmhmmm...I felt the exact same way yesterday. I do regret the times I miss meeting with God in the day (I mean the sit down, read, pray sort...) I almost had myself convinced that God had power over everything...except for me. Since my sin is so much greater than He is. (irony. plain irony)

    And then when I do put aside time to spend with Him (God who gives time, and we set time aside for Him? I think there's something wrong there...) I get upset because that was only a small fraction of the day.

    And then I come bawling and complaining to God at what a horrible person I am, and name off every failure I can think of, and moan in the pillow and groan about what a wretched jerk I am.

    Grace is there (grace is here), grace was given to me, and yet I try to pull up every single argument of why it is not enough this time. But it is enough.

    You gotta believe it. Or else we have no hope.


  3. This post shows the exact same things I struggle with ALOT. Thanks for posting it :D


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