It’s really easy as a Christian
to fall into the trap
of trying to be the perfect follower of God.
I am so cognizant of the gift of my life –
this one life –
this one opportunity to get it right.
I don’t want to squander it.
It’s too precious of a gift to not be mindful of its importance
or to take the responsibility of it for granted.
But it isn’t my job to do it perfect.
It isn’t my job to make it through life
without making mistakes.
It isn’t my job to be God.
It’s my job to be human –
to be flawed –
to be imperfect.
It’s my job to need God.
God made me imperfect,
and it is only through Him that I can be perfected.
That is the toughest lesson of all for a Christian.
I may want to light the world on fire.
I may want to eradicate poverty
and heal the suffering
and feed the hungry
so that there are no longer any people who are poor
or hurt or in need of food.
Jesus came into a world like that,
and when he left the world still contained those problems.
Even He didn’t leave the world a perfect place.
He came into this world to be one of us –
to feel our pain –
to share our want –
to know our hunger,
and what He left us with was something
that fixing all the world’s problems wouldn’t have taught us as well.
He gave us the gift of knowing
that He understands what it’s like to be human
and that He doesn’t expect us to be superhuman.
He just wants us to do our best
and to recognize that that will never be enough
to end the imperfections of this world,
but it will be enough for us to know
that we need Him
and that when we quit trying
to impress Him with how well we do our lives,
we are left with the knowledge that all He expects from us
is to accept His love.
No amount of perfection will make Him love us more.
No amount of service will make Him love us more.
No amount of anything will make Him love us more,
because He already loves us perfectly.
And He is the only one who can,
because only God does perfect.