human tent
this morning i woke with the horrible realization that i'm not nearly as nice as i thought i was. call it conviction. call it indigestion. whatever it was, i nearly gagged dragged down by my own selfishness. it was only a comment or two that slapped me silly and drew attention to the planks in my eyes. i ran so hard today trying to escape myself. then stopped, realizing i was once again obsessing -- over me. so futile, so fragile, this human tent... whether they be thorns or thistles they sting, these incessant sins. what's worse -- i slide by on a friendly facade. rip open these walls and let your lemon-yellow light shine in, scrape out my corners and find in me a broken yet genuine foundation.
posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:12 AM
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Praise the Lord that our perfect Saviour accepts us, warts and all. A little introspection is good for appreciating His love all the more. Until heaven we'll be working on our brokenness, humbly realizing that not until then will we be perfect like Him. Don't let the enemy get you down for long - you are loved and accepted for who you are, right now. Thank You Jesus.
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