“He’s got a solid grip on Christianity.”
“I wish I had her faith.”
“If I could witness like him, I could really do something for God.”
“She prays so beautifully, maybe someday I’ll be a prayer warrior too.”
“If I could be like him…”
“If I could be like her …”
It seems natural for us to aspire to what we see as better in others, to be more than we are, to be the best we can be. We are bent that way from the start; school, playground, games, sports, life; and it tries to carry over into our faith, our walk with God. Sometimes we even compete with ourselves; “I’m not what I once was.” “I’ve come so far.”
I think we’re deluded … at best, deluded.
When you’re a filthy rag, being on top of the pile is no distinction.
All our righteousness, our very best, minus all the worst, placed in a pile is nothing but filthy rags. All the best prayers, the best witnesses, the best praise songs, the best hymns, all of Billy Graham’s best, all of Mother Theresa’s best, ALL of it falls short of the glory of God. When we come face to face with the glory of God we will seek a hole and try to pull the mountain in behind us. Every word we spoke will become as trivial as it truly is, our very best will be shown for its true worth measured against the perfection of the Creator God. Unworthy is a wholly inadequate word, falls so short of the true position we have with a perfectly worthy God. The best we can ever aspire to is filthy rags.
And yet, He is mindful of us. A perfectly holy God is mindful of this pitiful excuse of a creature, more than that He desires a relationship with this worm. Before the foundation of the world He chose to make us the object of His perfect unfailing love, pouring out grace everlasting after unending mercy. This indescribable, all powerful, all knowing, almighty, uncreated, Master and Creator of all things, supremely magnificent God chose to love us. Love us so much that He would put aside the deserved praise of all heaven to pull on the wretched skin of a man and provide a way for us to come to Him.
Thankfulness is such an inadequate word ….
2 Corinthians 9:15
Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!