As my understanding of God's Word deepens, so does my view of self worsen. And I know more than ever that in this world of death and sin, I can NEVER follow God in perfect obedience. It makes me picture myself as a frail girl, striving to fight with weak efforts. It reminds me of a verse in John Newton's hymn, which I so tearfully sing
"Weak is the effort of my heart and cold my warmest thought."No matter how hard I try to be a good Christian, I can never be a perfect Christian. But this is where God's love overwhelms me. No matter how weak I am, He still holds on to me. He sees my weak and frail heart. And He rebukes me lovingly when I'm wrong; confirms me encouragingly when I'm right, and patiently teaches me when I'm ignorant. He is always reminding me of His mercy and forgiveness, as He warns me of His power and justice. I sin with my heart and mind every day. Satan often bombards me with ungodly thoughts, complaints, and so many foolish desires. God is the only one who sees it. But he readily forgives when I confess to Him.
This is my happy thought for this day. This will be my motivation for life. I am happy...because although I'm imperfect, God loves me perfectly.
