Fruit flies are swarming around my kitchen.
I have no meal plan for this week and my attitude towards cooking is “I hope Peter forgets about the whole dinner thing” because I am not in the mood to make anything.
I have a laundry list of things I need to do but have chosen not to do...laundry being one of them. In fact, I just now put away a load that has been clean for three days. (All those clothes are now wrinkly and musty, of course.)
When Peter came home from work, I spoke sharply and was anything but encouraging.
Oh yeah, and I didn’t have a quiet time this morning, though any of my Pinterest followers can tell you that I’ve had plenty of time for that.
I don’t know what the opposite of a SuperWife is called, but...that’s me today. And yesterday. And all week. And lots of other times.
God is so faithful to humble us, isn’t He?
He does not promise to completely guard us from sin in this life, but He does promise to gradually make us more like Christ.
And this process begins looking like this:
Purely Impure Motives
Preschool-Maturity Temper Tantrums
But praise God, it does not end there!!!
Grace. Growth. Gratitude.
In other words, I can praise God for the days when I fail the hardest because it is in these times that I see my need for Jesus the clearest.
Yesterday Peter was telling me something someone told him recently: “In order to pray consistently you don’t need more time, discipline, or accountability, but you really only need one thing and you will pray: you need poverty of spirit.”
I’ve been reading in Mark and my favourite verse so far is when Jesus said “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. I came not to call the righteous, but sinners.” (2:17) The sicker you are, the more you appreciate the doctor, obviously.
Please know, I do not want to downplay the new heart and identity that Christ has given me. I am wary even to call myself a “sinner” because who I am has been so radically transformed. God doesn’t see me as a sinner; God sees me as a blood-bought saved one wrapped in the pure robe of His perfect Son.
But my point is, we can be so grateful for our blah seasons because we are being shown our neediness.
Peter and I are trying to stay away from saying things like “I’m sorry I was harsh with you then; I was just upset because *insert excuse here*.” That is not a real apology and does not show either of us our need for a Saviour.
When my kids lose art competitions and don’t make the cut for the soccer team, I’m not going to blame it on unfair judging or a biased coach. That “it’s-never-your-fault” mindset would teach them that they can do no wrong (therefore have no need for Jesus), and when they do make obvious errors, their tarnished self-righteousness would make them feel completely hopeless.
I want my children, as well as myself, to be in constant practice of clinging to the cross. I cling to the cross not because I still need forgiveness, but because I love Jesus and claim His sacrifice as the means for my freedom!
Maybe your struggle is more consequential than dirty kitchens and a discouraging attitude. Maybe you feel like God has no business forgiving the sins you’ve committed. You’re right!
As Paige Benton Brown pointed out at a conference I attended recently, God doesn’t forgive sin; He forgives people. God knew who would believe in Him and He already gave the full punishment for their sins to Jesus on the cross. (He proved that they were fully paid when Jesus rose again!) And Jesus can handle your sin.
I’ve only made it to Mark 5 or 6 so far, but already I’ve seen Jesus heal a leper, a woman with a discharge of blood, and a dead person...by touching them. According to various laws, He was considered ceremoniously “unclean” by touching them, but instead He made them clean! Jesus can handle your corruption. And He can take it away, not only by declaring you righteous before the Judge (He is the Just and the Justifier) but by helping you fight your sin.
Dear fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, may we view our times of failure as times of victory because Jesus has forgiven us!!! May we be brought to deep gratitude that He has met our need. And may that gratitude drive us to repentance!
Dear friends who do not know God, please see your times of failure as brightly lit arrow marquees pointing you to the Jesus who is certainly able to save you to the uttermost.
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My name is Hope.
I'm 26, married to a former skater dude, and raising little people ages 6, 4, 3, and squishy-baby. I like lime green and sarsaparilla, and I wear my Crocs until they melt. (Florida problems.)
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