Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation.

2 Corinthians 2:17-19

One night a while back I was at my church for something or other.  I was running errands I think, dropping something off.  I wasn’t supposed to be there long, but a friend spotted me and asked me if she could pick my brain.  She wanted to talk to me about parenting.  Okay!  I’ve just got to stop right there, another mom, strong in her right wants to pick MY brain about parenting?  Can we just say I didn’t (and don’t) see myself as someone that others would seek me out to ask parenting questions.  I mean, my oldest isn’t even 12 yet!  Maybe someday once my children are launched into the world and, God willing, are leading lives that bring Him glory I might have something worthwhile to say.  Until then, I’m stumbling around just like any other Momma trying to figure this all out.

She asked me if I ever yell.  Do I ever yell?  I was raised by a yelling mom… and, well.. it worked!  I love my mother, and we are very close to this day.  While yelling is something I don’t want to do with my children…at all, yes I certainly do fall into it more often than I’d like.  It seemed to me this fellow mom carried guilt for her yelling.  Some things are ingrained.  I’ll probably forever be working on that one. Let me tell you as a parent, a wife, a daughter, and a child of Christ there are many things that I will FOREVER be working on.

I know that when I decide, I’m not going to yell anymore, or I’m not going commit this sin or that sin,  or I’m going to be better at this or that I often fail.  I’m human!  I am a fallen human.  Through Christ, when I dropped to my knees and decided to follow Him, he washed away my sins and created a new work in me He did not make me any less human.  The trouble comes when I think of my failures, and I let the internal dialog of my thoughts tell me that I’m less of a person because of my faults.  That’s what I do.  I still do it.  Or perhaps someone makes a remark that I perceive as a criticism, and I hang on it, thinking about it for far too long.  I stop seeing myself as God sees me, His new and righteous creation that He loves and adores.  Instead, I see something unlovable, unkind, even incapable.  That’s not what God wants, that’s not how I want to live!

The fact is I will never be perfect, and if I hang on my imperfections, I’m dishonoring what God is trying to do in my life.