“The life of a Christian is nothing but a perpetual struggle against self; there is no flowering of the soul to the beauty of its perfection except at the price of pain” St. Padre Pio
I’m a sinner.
A sinner unworthy of Christs’ love and even more unworthy of His calling.
God has opened my eyes to several of my weaknesses over the past few days…and I feel so sickened that my behavior isn’t always Christ-like.
Last night during youth group, I was teaching on listening to God’s voice. Listening to hear Him calling you…to hear Him leading the way for you…to hear which direction He wants you to go in life. I was on fire…both literally, and figuratively. The words coming out of my mouth were plentiful, and the kids were a captive audience for 45 minutes (and would’ve been for longer had we had more time). It was such an awesome experience. To stand there and discuss discernment, even in my own life…and how I’ve heard God speak to me.
As I drove home, I realized just how much of a sinner I am. Reflecting back on my journey and how I’ve heard His voice…I realized just how wretched I am.
The band Casting Crowns says it better than I ever can:
“Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth, would care to know my name, would care to feel my hurt. Who am I, that the voice that calms the sea would call out through the rain, and calm the storm in me. Not because of who I am, but because of what You’ve done. Not because of what I’ve done, but because of who You are…”
I am not worthy. I am a wretched sinner. Yet He loves me anyway. Yet He continues to use me and call me by name. It is because of His mercy and grace that I am able to even speak His name…to have faith in Him…to know Him. The gift of faith is one of the most precious gifts one could ever receive. What a blessing it is to have been given it.
“I am the wretch that the song refers to…”