Who We Represent
Do you feel like you represent something? Do you think that you are being represented? Asking these questions makes me think of lots of different mediums of representation like government, education, church, and family; yet, with all of these things, there isn't an absolute identity. You see, I've found my identity in Christ, my representation. Jesus stands between me and the Father and covers over my shortcomings, my problems, my issues, my excuses. He is my scapegoat, because He is grace. And what good is grace if I don't receive and accept the fact that He GAVE it all for me to live free, without regret, without thought of sin. Its truly, as you may of heard before, scandalous [truly hard to believe and comprehend]. BUT, because i've been given this opportunity, I am doing my best to make the most of it. Read the following passage from Corinthians and choose to forget and move on from the funk you currently find yourself in:
"Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn't get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan's angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me, My grace is enough; it's all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness. Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become." [2 Corinthians 12:7-10]
"Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn't get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan's angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me, My grace is enough; it's all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness. Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become." [2 Corinthians 12:7-10]
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