He Chose Me

I am writing this new blog because I feel that I am called to write about my imperfectly perfect life.  I feel tired from having to be perfect.  I have to have the perfect family, the perfect job, the perfect finances, the perfect lifestyle, just perfect.  I recently went to a Covenant Women's Conference entitled "Rooted" in which we learned about being rooted in Christ.  At this conference, I learned that God wanted me to deconstruct my "perfect" life to show Christ through my imperfections.  After all, there is a reason that God chose me, as I am.  He does not call us to be perfect, but Christlike.  Jesus was not perfect.  He had dirty feet from traveling in sandals.  2 Corinthians 3:17 says, "Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.  I know that if I let Christ into my imperfect world, I will experience a freedom that I have not known before.

I feel like trying to be the world's definition of perfect is trying to be "great."  Christ has got to be greater than us and we have to be smaller than Him for His work to take place.  Because of this fact, I surveyed my kitchen after a week of being away at the Christian Conference "Triennial."  I left my kitchen in about the same manner of which I returned to it.  My husband, Paul, and kids were not home most of the time I was gone.  Therefore, I have no justification to blame it on anyone.  Furthermore, just as background, I will not allow people into my home unless I feel it is perfect, so please know that this is a big step for me.

 Grody Kitchen Floor

   This is my floor in my home.  Granted it is not "me."  I understand that, but I'm not going to allow my house to dictate who I can and cannot see anymore.  If people truly care about me or my family, they will understand that I'm not perfect.  Additionally, I did clean it yesterday because the kitchen was in dire need of help.  But, I'm not going to let the uncleanness of anything dictate my life.  I am unclean, I am a follower of God.  Sometimes my life will not be perfect.  In those times, I hope Christ can shine into the dark corners and show His Love through me.

Each day, I plan on showing something about myself that is imperfect.  I am hoping that I give hope to those who feel they have to be "perfect" by seeing my imperfection.  I am hoping that I deconstruct my own preconceptions about what it means to be Christlike.  Today, I am going to show my love of God by following His word.

These are the verses I am thinking about today.  1 John 4:16-18  And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.  God is love.  Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.  This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus.  There is no fear in love.  But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment.  The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

Because of these verses, today I will not fear the looks of myself, my house, or this blog.  I am going to let God shine the light on my fear and drive it away.  I am imperfectly perfect and...He chose me.