Death of Perfection

Perfection is a cruel and ruthless taskmaster. Once enslaved to her whims and desires, few things can wrestle you from her grasp.
Great failure is one effective but painful emancipator. Though freedom is gained, often the great gap between enormous attempts and wretched failure is a dark one, and leaves us dangling in depression. That we have reached the end of ourselves is a very painful realization. having spent so much time trying, only to find out that we cannot reach the mark, simply cannot, no matter how strong, brave, wise, bold and self-denying we thought we were, it is still beyond our grasp.

We find that our attempts are nothing, or rather, worse than nothing, rags so deplorable and repulsive that they are something to be hidden and discarded.

but

this place
the bottom of the well
this dead end
this pit of despair

is

the beginning of hope
the glimmer of light
the start of a journey

where we
are
nothing
and He
He is everything

It is a bridge
in the dark
Our first trembling step
and every step that follows
every cautious
step in the dark
is a step of faith

Faith

Depending on only one thing

Grace

Undeserved favor
not deserved
not earned
not gained by perfection
but
given to the imperfect.
to the sinful.
to those who tried and failed
to those who failed and never really tried
but who turned, enough to get
that they cannot be good enough
Those who know they have missed the mark
but
who open their empty hands to receive
an undeserved gift

Not because they reached perfection
but because Someone Else did
Someone paid
Then, He offered them the winner’s robe
freely
by grace

the open hand receives through that step in the dark
of faith
in One Living Person
Jesus the Christ

“God saved you by his grace when you believed. And you can’t take credit for this; it is a gift from God.
Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it.
For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.”

– Ephesians 2:8-10

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About betsyclark

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