Not Good Enough

Not Good Enough

Not Good Enough

No sane person ever thinks they are good enough.

The insane ones may think they are, but the rest of society is at least keenly aware of their myriad shortcomings. Because you aren’t, good enough that is. No human being on the planet is good enough. We are all flawed. Broken. Torn. Shattered. Each and every one of us is fallible.

And yet, there are those among us who believe they are “good enough.” Well, open your eyes, lift the blinders, and take a seat.

None of us are.

That’s right. Your mom, dad, aunts, and uncles. Your mailman, butcher, pastor, doctor, lawyer, etc. etc. etc. All of the scope of human existence fails.

And yet…while we were yet sinners…Christ died for us. That’s right. The one who was, is, and is to come. The perfect and spotless Lamb of God. The mighty King. He was good enough. He came. He lived. He bled. He died. All so we could take on His perfection before God.

See, being “good enough” isn’t good enough for God. God demands perfection, not half-hearted mediocrity.

So that feeling, deep down in the pit of your stomach, the one that cries aloud for you to hear “I’M BROKEN!” That feeling knows what God demands, and it is sick. The feeling that tells you that you are never going to meet God’s standard of perfection.

So you run. You hide. You turn your eyes away from the most holy God of the universe, raise your fist and shake it as to say “I will be better than YOU!”

But you won’t. In fact, you can’t.

There is no possible scenario in which you can best God. No possible outcome where He doesn’t reign supreme—the victor, the King. So why run? Why hide, or supposedly hide?

You can’t. There is nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.

God is omnipresent. Omnipotent. Omniscient. Omni sapient. Omni benevolent.

That last one. The key term in understanding why we, these flawed and tattered human beings, can stand blameless and perfect before an all-mighty God is astounding to comprehend.

And yet…while we were yet sinners…Christ died for us. Us. Me. You.

Do you get it?

Christ died. The perfect and spotless one died so you might be perfect.

It isn’t about what clothes you wear or the car you drive. Life isn’t about how many times you’ve been to Sunday school or the Bible verses you’ve memorized. And it isn’t even about how good you are. Because you’re NOT. You’re not good.

But God.

Our all-places, all-powerful, all-knowing, all-wise, and all-merciful God gave His only Son so that you might be perfect.

That doesn’t mean you won’t still sin. You’ll have days where you stumble and fall so hard that you’ll begin to question your very salvation. But that’s good! Lost people don’t question their salvation.

You know who does that? CHRISTIANS!

Hold your head up. Bask in the goodness of His mercy and grace. Know your position before Him. Humble yourself in service and obedience. Give God all the glory.

Now go forth, Christian. For you are made new.

And you are perfect.

Until next Monday, ciao.

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