It’s Alright To Be Human

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how we as Christians sometimes try to hide our humanness.

We try hard not to show when we mess up. We want people to see Jesus in is. Not our messes. Yes, it’s true that we need to follow God’s commands & Love Him as well as love others. I’ve been thinking about what this means. Believe me when I say I’ve messed up <plenty>

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To truly love others we have to not only be willing to point them to Him, but show them what it’s like to reconcile. That Doesn’t mean everybody has to see every dark detail of the mistakes we make. However, it seems to me that if another person DOES she it, we need to help them see how important making right a wrong is.

I guess I’m trying to say we shouldn’t try to hide our humanness but remind ourselves that our battles truly are not against flesh and blood.

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This is in response to the question on my Instagram stories awhile back when someone asked, “what have you learned about yourself, God, or others in the past few months?”

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