Imperfection In Perfection

I’ve been thinking…
I went to the Sunday service at the church whom I play lead guitar for, in their college group.
The pastor’s sermon hit me.
hard.
I love it when that happens.
Sometimes, I hate it.

Here are some of his points:

Whether you miss the bus by 2 minutes or 2 hours, you still missed this bus.

We often grade on a curve; “compared to him, I’m a pretty great person”

Everything changed in Genesis 3; from beautiful perfection, to horrific disaster.

We’re worse than flip-flops at a formal affair.

We stand condemned; We’re all on death row.

To appreciate the goodness
of the Good News,
you need to understand
the badness of
the bad news.

If we down-play sin,
we down-play God.

 His points hit me.
I often do this-

think to myself, I’m doing good, I serve in a band, I serve my church, I talk to God like He’s human-formed still, I strive to pursue Him, I tell others about Him, I tithe, I have a compassion child….the list goes on…
Some of these, anybody can do.
Some of them, Christ followers act on.
But all of them, can come from my messed up life.

I am messed up,
I am a worm;
 a wretch;
,Sarah. 

There’s so much wrong with my life,
yet He loves me,
and He holds me as I get back on track.

It sucks.
I love being held by Him, but I let Him down

I hate being human.
I want more out of life,
wait,
I want to GIVE more life.
How can I assist mi dulce Salvador
in His work?
It’s more than giving out tracts
and wearing Jesus t-shirts.

I want to have that “Crazy Love” that He has for me.
I know I can never, EVER, duplicate it,
but I want to pursue perfection.

 I’ve been distracted.
Horribly.

In the pursuit of loving God,
I got distracted with

  • Impatience
  • Desire
  • Job
  • Stress
  • Worry
  • Tears

Why?

It really doesn’t make sense to me,
I’ve tried, but I fail.
I know I do.
But, just like in my job,
if I make a mistake,
I try not to dwell on it,
I try to learn from it and catch it’s entrance next time.

I had time before work this morning, to pray, and talk with mi dulce Salvador.
I pressed the pause button on my unimportant day to bask in His perfection.
My lunch break, I re-read the fifth chapter of “Crazy Love”.

.It rocked.

God’s definition of what matters is pretty straightforward.
He measures our lives by how we love…
‘if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love. I gain nothing.’

So, here I am.
In awe.
I need to act with a crazy love; absurd love; insane love
in the context of how unusual it is, because it’s so fierce.

I will spend my lifetime getting to know this love,
how it works,
and how to daily live it.
I’m willing though.
I’m ready.

 

He’s Crazy

Fall is coming!
Do you know what that means!?!?
Apple pies, soups, crock pot meals, home-made bread, cinnamon, crisp grounds, and SCARVES!

I think that this fall, here in Michigan, I will enjoy unlike any other. I will appreciate this fall more because it’s been a while. I was in Panama a year ago, missed the color changes and the frost. Speaking of frost, I can attempt to make grape jam after we have some good frosts, soon–I’ll make sure to capture that adventure just like my last!

I had an interview Tuesday, the company is not a chain and it’s owned by brothers. I could not have asked for a better interview; it was fabulous. I just received my second call for my second interview! (going over specifics for the job) All-in-all, God’s got a plan.

I’m realizing, after reading “Crazy Love” by Francis Chan with my worship team that, basking in God’s greatness is one of the best ways to focus deeper on Him.
It is hard to capture at first though.
Just viewing His creation, making myself small,  allows Him to fill my sight; consuming me in a blanket of perfection.
He is perfect.
We are God’s idea.
He created us.
If my loving, just, compassionate, personal God created all that my eyes can see, then why worry or stress, when that’s losing sight of who He is?
The one who holds my life, my future, my purpose, in His hands. I will struggle, yes.
I will fall, yes.
I will say stupid things.
I will screw-up.
I may even cause someone else to falter…
And I shudder, because I’ve done these already…
But I smile, because He’s not left me.
He will never leave me nor forsake me.
God will use whatever circumstances I get myself into, for His glory, because I love Him; because He first loved me.
So, throw away your tomorrows, because today has enough worries for itself.
But, don’t worry, cause He’s got your heart,
He’s got your hand, He’s super-glued to you.
Face it. He’s crazy about you.