I always find myself picturing godliness, righteousness, and the right way of being as an attainable goal.
I picture it as a finish line, a thing to achieve, a day in the future when I’ll know that I did it.
I struggle to let myself learn from my mistakes and forgive myself for what I’ve done wrong.
I fall back in my own disappointment; while I might be making progress in other areas, I am unfortunately letting this have power over me.
I cannot seem to give myself room to learn; instead, I unintentionally obsess over the fact that I can’t do everything right.
This perfectionism is something that affects me every day, but I have only just recently noticed it.
I felt hopeless at first.
It’s too late, my mind whispered.
You cannot be changed.
But then another Voice caught my attention, a Voice that was not condemning, but immensely encouraging.
It is never too late, He said.
I will change you.
I have come to see this about myself not so that I can regret what I’ve done, or to feel bad about the way that I am.
It is so that I can change … so that I can be changed, by letting the Lord work in my heart.
I will always be learning. I will spend my entire life learning, and that is perfectly alright with me. I am not perfect, and it is not something I can try to attain. I am right just the way that I am, with every flaw, every imperfection.
Whatever lesson I might learn, He is teaching me … I shall be forever learning from the greatest Teacher I know.