C is for Christian





C is for Christian, not the polished kind, but the honest kind.

 My faith is not flawless. I am a sinner and I fall short more often than I’d like to admit. I am not always the best example of what a Christian should look like, and I’m aware of that. I think I will always be a work in progress and am so grateful for God’s grace. I love Jesus and I am not ashamed to say it. 

My faith shows up in choosing to stay faithful even when life feels heavy and confusing. In trusting God in moments where I don’t have answers and I don’t understand God’s plan, my faith helps me trust it. Believing he is near even when I don’t feel strong or certain.

I believe in a God who stays. Not just in joy, but in suffering. Not just when I get it right, but when I don’t.

Overtime my Christianity has become less about having it all figured out and more about surrender. Less about appearances and more about dependence. Faith, for me, is lived out in imperfect obedience, loving when it’s hard, forgiving when it costs, and continuing to show up even when I stumble.

Being a Christian doesn’t make me perfect in any way, shape or form, it just means I am forgiven. It means I know who I belong to. It means that I trust that God is still good, still present, and still working, even when my life and my faith feel unfinished.

This is what C looks like in my life. Imperfect, honest and anchored in Jesus.

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” ~Roman’s 3:23

“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” ~2 Corinthians 12:9

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