Change

Change: some love it and some hate it.  I love change for the most part, depending on what it is.

I believe that one of our human problems is not wanting ourselves to change. We tell ourselves that we like who we are and don't want to change. We are born loving darkness, not light because the light shows us our every sin. None of us want to be told just how perfect we're not.

In the book study I recently joined we are reading a book called "Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World" by Joanna Weaver.  The first chapter of the book mentioned that it is impossible not to change in the presence of Jesus.

Jesus led the perfect life. We're taught to imitate Him in our own lives.  Which sometimes brings more disappointment than anything. 

What brings me joy, however, is that I'm forgiven. I am forgiven for falling short. I'm forgiven for every sin. I'm forgiven. Christ knows that we can't do it. We can't be perfect, not on our own.  Which is why our Father sent His one and only Son, to die on the cross. He knew we weren't going to change.  The fall of man, fell hard.  We needed someone to pick us back up again.

We need someone to change our dark hearts. When Christ becomes alive in your heart you begin to change from the inside out. But you still aren't perfect.  You still fall short everday in this life. I have the hope and my eyes set upon the day that we stand before God perfected in Christ. The day that we are called home.