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One More Cast

Silhouette of fisherman casting a net over calm water at sunset

I pretty much suck at fishing. Sure I know how to tie on lures, bait a hook…Heck, I can even cast left handed, a skill developed while Muskie fishing in northern Wisconsin with a left-handed relative. There was even a period where I’d spend actual money on gear to make my fishing attempts more enjoyable and more productive. But somehow, somewhere under the water’s surface, whatever I was tossing out there just wasn’t very appealing to whatever was swimming by. So I’ve pretty much given up on fishing in favor of a different, equally frustrating pastime – golf. At least when I swing the club, I can see the results of my efforts, good or bad.

The last few months though, I’ve been on a fishing trip of a different kind. Finding employment in today’s job climate, especially trying to shift career paths, is a lot like Muskie fishing up north. It often feels like I’m casting left-handed with the wrong lure on the end of the line. I might get the occasional “follow” – a preliminary HR interview, maybe even a bite with a second interview, but nothing that I can set the hook into. I know I’m not alone in this. I’m sure there are many of you out there in similar situations who can relate right now. It’s frustrating, discouraging, and there are days where the only thing that keeps me from total despair is the random Facebook reel that reminds me that God’s got a plan even when I can’t see it, and that He’s preparing me for something greater by giving me this incredibly difficult season of life. Gee, thanks Facebook!.

Lately I’ve been thinking about my situation in relation to some other fishermen a couple thousand years ago. Simon Peter, Andrew, James, and John. These four early disciples of Jesus were all struggling fishermen in Galilee. Jesus comes upon these men in Luke 5, when He hops in Simon Peter’s boat and teaches from the bow. Afterward He instructs Peter to launch out into deeper waters and to let down the nets for a catch. At this point, Peter and Andrew were exhausted. They’d been fishing all night with zero success. The Chosen depicts this circumstance amid the heightened drama of Peter desperately trying to fish his way out of major tax trouble that was going to end up costing him his entire livelihood, his boat, and likely land him in prison.

While Luke’s gospel doesn’t provide that background, thanks to the show, one can imagine the depths of frustration and desperation that must have gripped Peter’s mind in these circumstances. His literal life was hanging in the balance and here was this stranger, this rabbi commandeering his boat and then telling him to get back out on the sea, where he’d just spent an entire exhausting, futile, sleepless night, and fish some more. As worn out as job hunting can make one feel in today’s market, I’m sure it’s nothing compared to the exhaustion those soon-to-be disciples felt.

Yet, when Jesus gives Peter this directive, Luke makes it clear in verse 5 that Peter really didn’t hesitate. “Nevertheless at thy word I will let down the net.” (Luke 5:5 – KJV) What happens next is something that God seems to always do throughout scripture, namely providing above and beyond any human expectation. Peter’s nets were overloaded with fish – so much so that they would have broken had not James and John been close at hand with their boat to come help take in the multitude of fish. Even then there were so many that both their boats began to sink.

It was a life-changing moment for those four men. And it started with an act of obedience. An act of faith. An act of surrender. Peter was an experienced fisherman. No doubt he could tell when conditions were good for a catch and when they weren’t. And I’m sure that previous night wasn’t the first all-nighter he’d pulled out on the Sea of Galilee that ended up with nothing to show for it. He could have easily told this strange man standing in his boat, “Nope, I’m done.” But he didn’t. He gave it one more cast, and that cast changed his life.

Once again, we see an example of God waiting until someone was totally spent, at rock bottom, out of options. Jesus knew Peter’s struggle before He ever set foot on his boat. God could have easily provided the same miracle earlier in the night, supernaturally bailing Pete out of his mess under cover of darkness. But there was more waiting for Peter and his fellow fishermen than just a boatload of fish. That would have just been a great fishing day. Business as usual, maybe at it’s best. Jesus had so much more in store for Peter and his buddies than just a successful fishing trip. Far beyond their immediate material need, He brought them to a place of spiritual transformation. That life-sucking night gave way to a life-changing day.

Like me right now, you may be feeling a lot like Peter after that night. Nothing’s happening. All effort seems fruitless, and the brink of personal brokenness seems imminent. What do we do? We can give up, citing the lack of any results as proof that the fishing just isn’t going to pan out for us. Or we can set out and try another cast. We can surrender and obey, and most of all, trust. Trust that God is there in the boat with us. That He sees our struggle, our frustration, our exhaustion. And we can set out again into the deep waters of uncertainty, letting our nets down, despite all our lack of anything to show for past efforts. Because just like the disciples, God likely has so much more in store for us too. He knows our material needs. More importantly though, He knows our spiritual needs, and He knows the people He’s created us to become.

So in these challenging seasons, more than ever we need to consider what God is really doing in our lives. Even if we have no idea what His greater purpose is for us, or why our current struggles are necessary, we can make one more cast, in faith. Because with Jesus, the next cast just might bring life-changing results.

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Into The River

Jordan River parting at dawn

Most everyone is familiar with the story in Exodus of the parting of the Red Sea, even if it’s only from watching The Ten Commandments – Charlton Heston with arms raised against a backdrop of Cecil B. DeMille’s iconic special effects. And anyone who grew up in church is likely familiar with the battle of Jericho from the book of Joshua. In between those two miraculous events lies the story of a third, much less heralded miracle that the Israelites experienced on their way to the promised land.

In Joshua 3, God tells Joshua to send Israel’s priests ahead of the rest of the group, carrying the Ark of the Covenant (yes, the real-life version of the one Indiana Jones went looking for.) In verse 8, God commands the priests that when they reach the Jordan river, to go and stand in the river. So they carry the Ark to the Jordan’s banks, which, because it was harvest time, were at flood stage, as high as they get. Then, obeying the Lord’s command, they stepped into the river. As soon as they did, God parted the river, just as He had done with the Red Sea at the raising of Moses’ staff.

The difference between those two miracles is a subtle, but critical one in understanding how God often works in human circumstances. They had to get their feet wet. In order to experience God’s miraculous intervention in these particular challenging circumstances, Israel, the priests in particular, had to take a leap, or in this case, a step, of faith. God still did the heavy lifting, but first He needed to see if Israel would obey Him, acting in faith when the situation looked impossible.

Sometimes God calls us to action in order to receive His miracles. What would have happened if the priests had just stood on the shore and not stepped into the river? Probably nothing. The water would have kept flowing, and Israel would have kept waiting. Similarly, as we sit waiting on God for a miracle in our circumstances, we may sense His urging to take some specific action, probably something that we’re scared to do, but that if we do, might just open the door we’re looking for. It’s in these moments that our faith has a chance to leap forward. One small step of faith into the river of uncertainty, trusting that God’s going to show us where the next step leads, might be all we need to experience the breakthrough we’ve been praying for.

Each time we look to God in challenging circumstances, He will push us just a little harder to make our faith grow that much stronger. On Israel’s journey from Egypt to the Promised Land, God first called on Moses to faithfully raise his staff, and the Red Sea parted. Then He called on the priests to step into the Jordan River, and it too parted. Thus the Red Sea was about the faith of one man, Moses, Israel’s leader. The Jordan was about the faith of the entire nation, or at least, the priests who led them spiritually. God wants us to trust Him in all things, but He wisely works to grow that trust in us with baby steps.

Each circumstance we face that brings His faithful deliverance brings with it a deeper calling for us to walk in faith. Taking Israel’s journey one step further into Jericho, we see Him press them further into action. God’s (literal) marching orders surely made little sense, yet Israel was victorious after following them faithfully. As life brings us to the shore of each new depth to be crossed, or each new battle to be fought, He calls us to take bolder and bolder, and sometimes stranger and stranger, steps of action. It’s never about us solving our own problems. It’s always about us showing that we trust Him with obedience to keep the path clear for us. We may get our feet wet, but we must always rest assured that He’ll never let us drown.

What challenge lies in front of you right now? Will you act in faith, stepping in to the river, and trusting God to clear the way?

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Living The Dream – The Joseph Experience

Cloaked figure standing beneath a sunlit opening in a dark stone cavern

One of the more poignant stories in the Old Testament is that of Joseph, one of the twelve sons of Jacob. Joseph was Jacob’s first son of his beloved wife, Rachel, and therefore his favorite. Jacob made no bones about that, either, gifting Joseph a coat of many colors (not sure if it was Technicolor!) And as a youngster, Joseph seemed to make no bones about his standing in the family, which increasingly drew the ire of his older brothers.

Joseph was a dreamer, and often his dreams involved metaphors which seemed to reinforce his favored standing with God and his superior standing to that of his brothers. For instance, he had a dream that he and his brothers were harvesting grain, and all of their bundles of grain bowed down to his bundle. This would prove prophetic as time went on, but at the time, all it did was fuel his brothers’ anger and jealousy towards him. Eventually, they hatched a plot to get rid of their braggadocious bro by throwing him in a well, and then selling him into slavery to a passing traveler.

Young Joe wound up in Egypt and eventually in the service of a man named Potiphar. Joseph served him well and earned his master’s favor, but when Potiphar’s wife tried to seduce Joseph and he resisted, she lied about the incident and landed Joseph in prison, where he spent several years. Imagine how Joseph must have felt sitting in an Egyptian jail with no real prospect of being set free. Not exactly “living the dream.” Surely he must have questioned God’s plans for him during that rock-bottom experience, maybe even allowing himself doubts about God’s very existence. Even when it seemed his ship had come in after helping Pharaoh’s cupbearer get his job back after he’d found himself in the clink for a spell, the man forgot about him and Joseph remained locked up.

Yet the entire time, God was at work. Perhaps He knew that in order for Joseph to fulfill his true purpose, he needed to be humbled and broken down. Or maybe God was merely testing Joseph’s faithfulness. Sometimes it’s only when we’re at rock bottom that God can finally break through to us fully – like we only realize He’s our best option when He becomes our only option. Whatever God was doing, I’m sure the situation made no sense to Joseph. Only God really knows what He was doing in Joseph’s life at that time, and really, He’s the only one who needed to.

I believe it’s still the same with us today. You may be going through a season in your life that makes zero sense to you. You may have tried everything you can humanly do to make things better and gotten absolutely nowhere. You’re at rock bottom. Feeling lost and forgotten. Hopeless. Living out a true “Joseph experience.” But guess what? God’s still got you.

Eventually, the cupbearer remembered Joseph in a critical moment when Pharaoh had a troubling dream and needed answers. God gave Joseph the interpretation, and Pharaoh gave Joseph the loftiest of positions, overseeing the preparations for all of Egypt to weather the coming famine which God showed him that Pharaoh’s dream had foretold. And as for Joseph’s dreams…well…they came true too. When the famine hit Israel, Jacob sent Joseph’s brothers to Egypt to buy food, and who did they end up bowing down to? You guessed it, their long lost brother. After all the betrayal and suffering and waiting that Joseph had experienced, in the end God gave him a happy family reunion.

I myself am in the midst of a “Joseph experience.” I have no idea what God’s endgame looks like either. But I know that through all of this I need to trust that God has not forgotten me. Whatever testing, sharpening, humbling He’s determined that I need, I know that I need to trust that He’s preparing me for something. Something far beyond anything I could dream of. And if you’re like me, going through your own “Joseph experience,” you too need to believe and trust that God is right there with you, preparing you for something great.

So hold on. Help is coming. You’re getting out of jail, and when you do, it will be like a dream come true. God is good.

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Place at the Table

One of my guilty-pleasure movies is The Program – a 1993 film that chronicles the ESU Wolves, a fictional Division I college football program. As an inside look at big time college football the movie definitely has its flaws. (How does a D-I program only have two – TWO! – assistant coaches?) And as a guy who once upon a time did radio play-by-play for a D-I sport, albeit basketball, the announcing is nails-on-a-chalkboard atrocious. Hard Knocks it is not. More like a collage of cliches of what someone in Hollywood imagined must go on behind closed doors in major college football programs. Still, it’s worth a watch if you like football.

One of the storylines follows Steve Lattimer, a backup linebacker played by Andrew Bryniarski. Determined to crack the starting defense after three seasons on the punt team, Lattimer returns to campus for his final season packing a chemically-enhanced physique and the chemically-overcharged attitude to match. It’s obvious to everyone except James Caan’s Coach Winters that Lattimer has been juicing – using anabolic steroids – to fuel his transformation from a punt team scrub to a starting defense beast. And when even his teammates voice their suspicions, Steve doesn’t deny it. As he puts it “you do what you have to do to play.”

While the players in the story are more caricatures that characters, there’s something honest in Lattimer’s story. Anyone who’s loved a sport but was a marginal athlete has longed for their “place at the table” and would probably trade just about anything to get their shot. It’s easy to imagine many in a similar position considering the shortcut that Steve takes in the movie. There’s only room for 11 players on the field, and everyone on the team should want one of those spots. The end goal is understandable, even though there’s no justifying the means. And for Lattimer, kind of an “anti-Rudy” if you will – another good 1993 football film – without chemical help, we see his own athletic gifts ultimately betray him in a critical moment. Sans-steroids, he wasn’t worthy of his place at the table.

For us as God’s children, there’s no shortcut we can, or need, take to earn our place at the table. Jesus already did everything He had to do so that we can one day play on the fields of the Lord’s kingdom. Beyond accepting the Lord’s grace through Jesus, there’s nothing else we can do that will get us there. It’s all through Him. Just like Lattimer’s inherent football skills weren’t enough, neither are our own human efforts to be spiritual, to do good, to try to live a life of faith on our own. And self-help books, going to church more, seminars, etc. – noble enhancements to our routing unlike Steve’s harmful ones – won’t ultimately get us our place at His table. Just like the Iowa running back does to Lattimer in one of the film’s pivotal moments, life in this imperfect world will ultimately bowl us over at the goal line if we don’t put all our trust in Christ.

Putting our trust in Christ is not easy by any means, nor is it a merely passive pursuit. While steroids fueled Steve’s physical transformation, he still had to spend the time in the weight room. We need to spend our time in the spiritual weight room: reading God’s Word, praying, meditating. It’s just that as we do those things, we need to lean on God and His wisdom to fuel our spiritual growth. Not just mere memorization or repetition. Not our intellect or the intellects of others (yours truly included.) The catalyst for true spiritual growth must always be the Holy Spirit working in and through us.

As we walk with Jesus, seeing our faith growing and maturing, we need to recognize that we’re going to fail sometimes. Life is still going to score on us. Much like Jesus’ disciples, our day-to-day walk with the Lord will be filled with challenges, uncertainty, and even resistance from some who we thought were on our team. There will be plays that don’t go our way, but we need to rest assured as long as we keep looking to Jesus, we’re always in the game, and our place at the table is secure.

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Lord, Teach Us to Pray – Lead Us Not Into Temptation

White child safety gate secured across a wooden staircase

 “And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.” – Matthew 6:13 – RSV

I recently spoke to a father whose child had burnt their hands on a hot grill during a cookout. It all happened so fast that this poor dad couldn’t react quickly enough to stop his little one from rushing up and touching the hot grates. Thankfully the burns were mild and healed quickly. No permanent damage done, but a painful lesson for his child to learn. As parents, I think we all have at least one close-call moment like this with our kids when they’re young. I can still vividly recall the morning when I’d neglected to close the gate at the top of our basement stairs and while I was in the back bedroom, all of a sudden I heard the alarming “clunk clunk clunk” sound of my very fast-on-all-fours daughter tumbling down the stairs. Thankfully she too was okay, but it heightened my vigilance as a parent to always make sure that gate was shut from then on.

As parents we do our best to keep our kids from wandering into dangerous situations. It’s natural for them to want to explore the world around them and often they don’t know any better than to push boundaries when our guard is down. In the spiritual realm, we as God’s children can also be prone to push boundaries, exploring things that aren’t healthy for our faith. I believe that’s what Jesus is addressing in this verse of the Lord’s Prayer. God is always looking out for us and would never intentionally lead us into temptation to sin, but the free will He’s given us means we bear some responsibility to be vigilant for ourselves.

So what is Jesus telling us to pray for here? In a world that serves up a never-ending barrage of images, ideas, and appeals to our pleasure-seeking human nature, it seems the only true way to escape temptation is to live on top of a mountain somewhere in the Himalayas (although they might be working on better wi-fi there, too.) With these words, Jesus seems to be acknowledging our human need for God’s help if we’re to avoid the pitfalls all around us.

What does that help look like? I believe it comes in the form of a deeper awareness of how and when we’re being tempted. Just like internet scams have gotten more refined and harder to spot, so has temptation for the modern believer. This may very well be the most challenging time in history to try to faithfully follow Jesus. I’m not just talking about temptations that target our lust or greed or selfishness, although those are certainly alive and well today. The biggest temptation we need to avoid may be the temptation to give up trying to live a faithful life altogether. The “evil” we most need our Father to deliver us from is the evil that wears down our spirits in difficult times, telling us that it’s too hard to follow Christ, that it’s not worth the struggle, and that God’s not really there to see us through.

Now more than ever, we live in a world that erodes our patience. At the touch of a screen we expect instant answers, constant information, and nonstop entertainment. When we face difficult circumstances, we’re less prepared than ever to be willing to wait things out. God’s timing is always perfect, but it’s rarely quick. True faith involves holding on to His promises, sometimes far longer than we ever think we should have to. God won’t ever lead us into temptation, but he allows us to experience it to challenge and refine our faith, and to deepen our understanding of His working in our lives. When his deliverance from the current “evil” we’re struggling with doesn’t come right away, we need to pray all the more for Him to protect us from the temptation to abandon our trust in Him.

Even for me writing this blog, it’s tempting to question why I’m doing it sometimes. I gave up on it once but restarted it out of a sense of God’s calling. Each time I sit down to write, I view it as an act of faith. So for me the temptation to give up on it is something I need God’s help to guard against. I think God sometimes tests faithfulness by withholding any sense of the fruits of a labor, just to see if the laborer will still faithfully do the work. So whether I have five readers or five-thousand or five-hundred-thousand, I need to keep plugging away.

So as we dig deeper into Jesus’ closing words of his blueprint for prayer, we can sense Him urging us to ask the Father to help us be vigilant against the temptation to lose faith. If we keep our eyes on Him, He will certainly deliver us from the greatest of all evils, one that would rob us of a life lived trusting in Him for all that we need.

Lead us not into temptation – Father, protect me from all temptations, especially the temptation to give up hope, to lose faith, and to mistake your timing for indifference.

But deliver us from evil – Give me grace and strength to withstand all the challenges of this life, knowing that you can be fully trusted to provide everything I need. My strength, safety, and salvation is in You.

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Lord, Teach Us to Pray

During the week, my morning quiet time is a treasured daily ritual. It’s in this time that I jump start my day with a good cup of coffee, and try to jump start my spiritual walk by reading a devotional, meditating, and praying. All the while enjoying the company of a 55-pound Goldendoodle on my lap. Along with my daily Bible reading, it’s my attempt to maintain some spiritual discipline in my life and to set my feet on the path to following the Lord wherever He may choose to take me in that particular day.

That’s not to say that it always flows smoothly and according to plan. Despite a good sleep score on my Apple Watch, meditation with heavy eyelids easily gives way to power napping. My favorite lap dog tends to believe that belly rubs should take priority over reading a devo on my phone, pinning my arm to the armrest of my chair until she deems puppy cuddle time to be over, or falls asleep. And prayer…that often presents the biggest challenge.

I think many of us struggle to pray. Much like youngsters eagerly writing to Santa as Christmas approaches, we come before God with laundry lists of intentions. Some are more personal either for ourselves or loved ones, while some are more focused on the world at large. Young Rob would leave nothing to chance, getting every wish down on his Christmas list. Adult Rob tends to bring that same approach to prayer, but let’s face it, that’s really tough because there’s always more that we can pray for. It’s a daunting undertaking and it can make it really hard to focus on what God truly intended prayer to be, which is intimate time alone with Him.

Even though the Lord’s Prayer is always there, ready and waiting when I’m struggling to find words to pray, I hesitate because somehow it seems like such a copout. If you’re like me, having grown up in church, you’ve probably had it memorized since kindergarten. And if you’re like my daughter forced in her teen years to begrudgingly pray before bedtime, you can probably buzz through it in about 10 seconds and barely even register any of the words. It’s no wonder that in a quest to feel more spiritual, rattling off that kind of quick, rote offering to God hardly seems like the bold approach to the Throne of Grace that we’re looking for.

But when Jesus’ disciples came to Him and asked Him to teach them how to pray, what followed was a blueprint of how they, and by extension we can and should communicate with our heavenly Father. He took something that had been made complex by tradition and overly self-righteous religious leaders, and boiled it down to a simple, easily-remembered prayer that’s stood as a church staple for centuries. In a more loosely packaged and thought-provoking version of the Our Father than most of us learned, he gave us everything we need.

So, far from seeing it as a copout or a fallback option when our own words fail us, perhaps it’s time to dig deeper into the words Jesus gave us. Time to take a more mindful approach to the blueprint and see what we truly are asking of God in each line, as well as what He’s trying to tell us about how to live in true communion and intimacy with Him. That’s what we’ll try to do over the next several posts. I pray that together, we’ll learn some deeper truths about the Our Father, and about our Father, as we invite Jesus to teach us to pray all over again.

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Giving Up the Relentless Pursuit

Perfectionism. I’ve struggled with it my whole life. To this day I can still see 5-year-old me being so upset after I’d finished coloring a picture of Dopey in a Disney coloring book. I’d chosen brown for the color of his skin, while my mom had colored another one of the Seven Dwarfs with more of a flesh-toned, pinkish hue. In the moment I felt so wrong, like such a failure. I cried and cried and wanted so badly to go back and erase it all and redo it like mom’s and I couldn’t. Mom was so kind and patient in trying to console me but at that moment, I was beyond anything she could offer in words or motherly presence.

Years later I took guitar lessons with a really talented and patient instructor. He could coax such smooth accuracy and tone out of his axe. It was so frustrating for me as I fumbled through whatever track we were working on, my strings producing nothing even close to what my ears hoped to hear. I found it so hard to practice. My mind and my hands at total odds with each other on every measure. Every mistake a glaring reminder how much skill I lacked and how far away I was from ever being a guitarist that anyone would listen to for free, let alone perhaps someday pay money to hear. I should have been able to step back and accept it all as part of the learning process, but the perfectionist in me just cringed at every bad note until I could hardly bear to pick another string.

For as long as I can remember the need to always have everything colored inside the lines with the right color, or matched note for note with perfect tone and timing, has been a constant. Some combination of needing to feel completely capable, a need for control of the world around me, and an overdeveloped sense of idealism has always driven my expectations way beyond reasonable. And the ensuing inevitable disappointment has led to many a self-inflicted emotional beatdown far beyond those post-Dopey coloring blues. It’s in the midst of one of those beatdowns that I humbly come to the keyboard to offer the words you’re reading right now.

Placing an expectation of perfection on people is far more dangerous and destructive. Expecting perfection of ourselves will harm our self-worth, short-circuit the process of learning, growing, and refining our gifts and talents, and rob us of the joy of so many experiences that life has to offer. Expecting perfection of others is far more harmful. Only one perfect person ever walked the earth, and it’s only in Him that we can hope to be one day perfected. As long as we walk the earth we will always fall far short of our own and others’ expectations of us, and others will always fall short of ours. When we lose sight of that, either out of a desire to try to pump ourselves up or to have our world run in the smooth and orderly way we’ve come to think it should, we risk losing our grip on the things we should value the most: our relationships.

Expecting perfection of strangers, whether it’s the dude driving in front of us or the gal behind the counter helping us change our mobile phone plan, just adds needless frustration and negativity to our lives. Expecting perfection out of those closest to us whom we love most dearly has far worse consequences. Even if objectively we can agree that someone’s behavior is less than ideal, the sheer act of “needing to vent” puts us on the slipperiest of slopes. Could be that their flaws shine a brighter light on ours and we’re too uncomfortable to deal with it. Or when their actions conflict with our idea of how the world should work best, resentment and fault-finding result. From the dawn of time we’ve always had the need to feel like there’s at least someone out there not as good as us. Lord knows, whole Christian denominations have sprung up from that notion. So maybe pride triggers us to look down at them: we’ve got our shit together, why don’t they?

I’ve posted on here in the past about taming our tongues and about restraining ourselves from judgement. When both of those are lacking they intersect in ways that even if we feel justified in the moment, can cause lasting damage to our most treasured relationships. We need to pray constantly for God to help us with both. We are all broken. Grace is perhaps the greatest gift that God has offered to us. It’s the gift we need the most. We need to be ever mindful of that, passing that grace through to all around us, including ourselves. As a recovering perfectionist I know how hard it is to give myself grace. We can’t be perfect even in that, or in giving grace to others. But that’s where the Holy Spirit does his best work. When we come clean about our own brokenness, God’s perfection shines through.

We’re all children of God. He made us all, He loves us all, and He knows us perfectly, top to bottom, inside and out. Imagine if God reacted to our faults the way we react to others’. We’d be doomed. Just as God’s love overlooks all our flaws and shortcomings, we too must never forget that our loved ones’ actions and personality quirks, and even how they relate to us is all part of who they are. Otherwise we risk losing sight of their humanity in those moments.

Here’s hoping today we can all lean into God to help us make peace with the imperfection in us and the people and world around us. Because the relentless pursuit of perfection might be fine for Lexus, but for us as God’s imperfect but beloved children, it’s nothing but a dead end journey to the edge of a very painful cliff.

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