The classic battle of the Christian.
It's something I cannot get off of my mind lately. I am fairly certain my last post was about the very same thing- Romans 7, waging war.
I am frustrated. I had lots of ideas for my next post having gone to New York City this past weekend, Christmas on its way, and countless other seemingly significant happenings. However, this post will be one very down to earth, much like the others.
I made a mistake this past week (surprise!). There is no way to justify my decision or sugar up the situation, but long story short, I left a few people very disappointed. Now I find myself lying in the bed I made for myself, worried that I have hurt someone in a way greater than I even understand myself. While I deal with this recent "crisis," I also find myself at war with countless other situations- ones that will probably fight me as long as I wear this earth suit. But, I am an adult. These things do not simply get better over time- they only get bitter if left to simmer in their own juices.
Do you ever just wish that you could make something better? You approach the person you hurt with apologies, but they do not seem to be enough. You plead, you beg, you wallow and yet, nothing changes. This is real life. This is when you have to simply back off and wait- wait on the Lord. (Another something to add to the list of current ramblings in my brain.) They do not accept you, or maybe they do, but they need more time or need to work on themselves first. Either way, you are left on the end of the phone with nothing but a dial tone- no sign of remaining life.
That's where I am at the moment. Wondering, "Where is the grace?" A double-edged question for sure. Where was the grace in my decision to drop plans I had made? Sure, I could make my case for being worn down (my own fault of course because I do not know how to say "no" to people). I could bring into my case for innocence other problems in my life that might cause me a fight in carrying out commitment. Or expectations or gas or the economy or Joe Schmoe down the street or whatever! But, where is that grace in that? Where is the grace in a self-centered decision that effects others? Where is the grace in my desire to justify my actions? Where is the grace in my inability to see the hurt from another's point of view? Where is the grace in my lack of patience in allowing the ones I have hurt to come back to me? Where is the grace?
Now, I will tell you this- I am not going to air out my dirty laundry to you readers. The mistake I made was not fatal or made with the intention of hurting; however, it may prove fatal to a relationship between friends and it certainly left both parties hurting. A friendship I claimed to value yet did not prove its value in my own actions. How can I expect grace so freely given when I am slow to dish it out, also?
This whole conundrum is further solidifying for me what God has been teaching me lately: While I cannot attain the standard of perfection that is required by God (and lots of times, people), I AM covered in His sight by the grace that was bought with the blood of Christ. I cannot expect myself to handle perfectly every situation in life; however, I can use the tools He has given us (Scripture) to dictate my next steps (and sometimes damage control efforts). I cannot expect myself to be the perfect friend or prioritize perfectly or wait on the Lord perfectly or forgive perfectly, but I am called to put aside the old Laura- the things she wanted are no more of this new being God has so graciously transformed! I also need to learn to take my own advice.
"Life isn't always what we want it to be- we can't always please everybody. The real test is in how we deal with it"
Do I really believe all of this? Am I really letting this stuff penetrate my soul and dictate my actions?
Ultimately I have learned that we are always learning. We are always growing. It is only by God's grace that we have even that. And that same grace is what we are required also to give to others. The very nature of the word grace denotes an undeserving recipient. We didn't deserve grace from God, therefore, shouldn't we be ready to share it with others that much more?! Shouldn't we let that grace motivate our steps and fuel our devotion?
I pray that He helps me to daily put away the old Laura- pride and all- and let His work in me take full effect. I am thankful that He uses my mistakes to teach me a thing or two about life and I am happy to share it with you.
simul justus et peccator
"simultaneously justified and sinful"
Love in Christ,
Laura