I have to admit, there are times when I look at myself in the mirror, and wonder how in the world God could love me. I mean, I know all my shortcomings (well, most of them) I know my thoughts, I know my sins, and my hang ups… How in the world could God love me? And it is in those moments that I am so thankful that I have God’s Word. I am so thankful, that the Bible isn’t sanitized, or edited. I am grateful, that God chose to reveal to me, the failures and struggles of Eve, and Adam. Of Abraham, and Moses. Of David, Gideon, Peter, Paul, and James. They remind me that no one is perfect. They also remind me that God loves imperfect people. That He takes our shortcomings, our hang ups, our frailty’s and uses them for His Glory. Those accounts remind me that no one is beyond the reach of God, and that there is no one who cannot be used by God. As we read the Bible, we discover that the heroes of the faith, that great cloud of witnesses, were just ordinary men and women, be placed their trust in an extraordinary God. It wasn’t their skills, or talents, or efforts that brought about great victories for the Lord. Instead, It was God working through their weakness, that highlighted His great Power. His mercy, applied to their sinfulness, magnified His Grace and His Righteousness.
When I look in the mirror at those times and wonder how in the world God could love a person like me, I remember the accounts of the Bible, and am reminded, it has never been about me. God loves me, not because of who I am, but because of Who He is.