Ruined Witness
I am imperfect. I will let you down. I won't always be here when you need me. I won't always say the right things at the right times. If you look closely at my life, you will see anger. You will see fear. You will see selfishness, pride, greed, insecurity. You will see failure. You will see me 'ruin my witness' countless times. Please don't put me on a pedestal, because I'll surely tumble off and break. In fact, I'm already broken. My humanity is scored with a thousand cracks and scars and gouges. It's ugly, and my natural desire is to hide my imperfections, to deny their existence. But how can I hide something so hideous? How can I deny something so obvious? The hard truth is, I can't. So I've stopped trying. My 'righteousness', my 'perfection', will never be enough, so I'm simply allowing myself to be covered by the redeeming grace of God. And each day, step-by-step, God's helping me ...