Despaireth not, oh little AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH-er

I wanted to start on a new set of posts for September, but suddenly realized it might seem a bit raggedy-jaggedy-out-of-place considering that the last post seemed to have been a cliffhanger of sorts.. And like a cliffhanger, there was nary a word from her for 3 weeks: What had happened? Was Grace still holding onto the cliff edges by the tips of her little fingers, or had she wearily let go, down into the abyss of self-pity?

 

So let's take it from here. No, I'm quite alright, but I have been thinking a lot. Sometimes it's very easy to fall into despair as Christians, for we see how sinfully and dirtyly and blemishedly we still behave, even though we know we are new creations. But, it's important to keep this in mind:

 

As we grow more in godliness, we will become more and more awear of our sinfulness. As we grow more and more Christlike, we will grow in hatred of our sinful natures. And in this way, the despair we feel at being wretched sinners is sometimes an indicator of how far we've come along. So we don't need to be kicking ourselves in the kidneys when we're down, for the standards by which we're comparing our acts to are getting higher the more and more we are changed by the Holy Spirit (we hope and pray :) ).

 

So remember.. We're not the men/women we want to be. But we're not the boys/girls we used to be.

 

Amen to that.