I have been accused on Charisma news of being a spiritually sick, rebellious fool (by another Christian, no less).
I admit, I am! Guilty as charged!
If I wasn’t sick I wouldn’t need the Great Physician. Yet, as Isaiah says:
“By His stripes we are healed.” (Isaiah 53:4)
Amen?! Christ didn’t come for those who are well, remember, but for those in need of a doctor.
And, I admit, I am rebellious. I rebel against God. I rebel against His love. I find myself unfit to be a recipient of His amazing love. Yet as I experience it I open my heart a little more each day.
And finally, I admit, I am a fool. A fool for Christ, yes, but also a different kind of fool – the foolish kind. I make stupid mistakes. I mess up relationships, say stupid things, get angry, have lustful thoughts, envy…many of the sins, I do them.
Yet I cry out with Paul:
“Who will rescue me from this body of death? Praise be to God, through Jesus Christ our Lord!” (Romans 7:24)
I am glad I can admit these flaws because to claim to be otherwise, in God’s presence, would be self-righteous.
I wouldn’t need Grace.
Yet I do need it. Compared to Him and His holiness, I am guilty of these crimes, as charged. If I claim to be otherwise, I proclaim myself self-righteous – not in need of the Great Physician.
Yet I do need Him.
And although I was once sick, thanks be to God, because of Jesus’ great sacrifice He has made me righteous, perfect and holy.
Not me by myself.
He has done it.
Because of His great love for me.
Because of His amazing grace.