I usually make a point of letting a blog post stand (it is what it is), but occasionally I need to comment. For the record, yesterday’s post was far too generous. Don’t take this personally, but I’m just sayin’… yeah, sure, we’re travelers—but the truth is we’re obnoxious tourists. And we’re way beyond broke: we’re utterly bankrupt. And, like it or not, we’re all extremely ugly—to the core.
I am grateful that when God sees me, He sees His Son’s righteousness—rather than my obnoxious, bankrupt repulsiveness—and that only because of His Spirit and His Word, I’m being changed. Without His ongoing conviction, I’d forever be the impoverished, hideous vagabond.
Over the years, whenever I’ve been made aware that I had embraced wrong behavior, how many times was my first response (albeit subconsciously), “Talk to the hand!” This is especially true if I’d erred for the long haul: it’s hard to face such a sad reality! The truth hurts, and we want to believe anything but the truth. [Jeremiah 17:9 The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?]
Some of these epiphanies from God indeed pierced me, but due to my hard heart and stiff neck, they sent me into a tailspin of deceit and rationalization that took weeks (even months) to whittle through. It’s never fun, but it’s worth the trouble. [Heb. 12:11b … yet to those who have been trained by it, afterwards it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness.]
Amidst the joy that every day brings, life also contains periodic episodes where we see we are Traveling. Broke. Ugly. It’s at those junctures that we must surrender to Christ, admit our foolishness, and rely entirely on His unending grace and mercy. Amen.