When did being a Christian mean perfection?
Sure, those who reject God want to reject Christians for their imperfection which gives them assurance that their rejection of God is grounded in reason.
They don’t understand the real power and meaning of the gospel.
Some misunderstand out of ignorance. Some choose to miss it out of hardness of heart.
Are believers helping to dispel this notion of perfection? Have we forgotten? Have we misunderstood?
No one is righteous. None. Not even one. (Romans 3:10)
Elite soccer teams select elite players to complete their squads. The coaches start with excellence, way beyond the average. Through strategy and the cohesiveness of the team, championships are won.
Is God merely selecting people who are extraordinarily good to play on His Christian club?
God is calling all to Himself. Not wanting any to perish. Not wanting any to live or ultimately to die separated from Himself. (2 Peter 3:9)
Far from perfect. He takes the least of us.
The harlots. The thieves. The murderers.
The selfish. The mean. The liars.
When we accept that we are broken. When we agree with Him that we are fallen, He adopts us into His family (Ephesians 1:5). He washes away our sin. He clothes us in righteousness. He makes us new.
All for His glory. All for His plan. All in His strength.
All because of the perfection of His Son. All because of His sacrifice. All because of His resurrection.
I still fall short. I still stumble. I still fall.
By His grace, I am striving. By His mercy, I do good.
I am a Christian. I’m not perfect. He is. I’m not strong. He is.
An imperfect Christian is not a gotcha moment. It’s not hypocrisy. It’s not a contradiction. It is truth.
Because He is perfecting me. I want to love like He loves. I want to see like He sees. I want to be like He is. I want to think like He thinks.
My desire is to be a reflection of the Perfect Christ.
I want you to see Him in me.
Don’t let my imperfections cloud your view.