For by one offering he has perfected forever those who are sanctified.
Hebrews 10:14 (CSB)
Here I am on my couch, crying again. I will never get it together. I am such a failure. I am just so tired of making plans and lists and self-help do-overs that end right back where I started. I just can’t do it. I can’t fix myself.
It’s been five years since I had a “failure” breakdown. I was done, over trying to be better, do better, get better. I just kept missing my mark — my perfectionist, pull-myself-up-by-the-bootstraps, get-it-together mark. So I sat on my couch and cried out to the Lord. I threw up my hands and said, “I’m done.”
It was as though the Lord was waiting for those very words because when I finally recognized my deep weakness, when I finally gave in, that was when I was able to grow and mature in Christ by relying on His strength. I am clay, and clay cannot mold itself. He is the molder and perfecter of my faith and my soul and all of me.
And the best, most wonderful, life-giving news of all? As He’s intimately molding me toward maturity, He doesn’t look at me as a failure. He looks at me, His beloved daughter, and sees perfection, completeness, because of Jesus Christ. God has already perfected me because I know Him. Yeah, there’s still work to be done with my humanity here on earth, and I’m certainly not perfect here, but where I’m going? Done deal. Perfect. Complete. Right now. What sweet freedom, what grace. What an exhale.
This message was written by Sarah Mae and appears in A Moment to Breathe: 365 Devotions That Meet You in Your Everyday Mess, a devotional from the (in)courage community available at DaySpring.com and wherever books are sold.
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