Does the quest for perfection haunt you? It does me. In our church, we are taught "to be perfect as our Father in Heaven is perfect." Perfection is a goal. More, it is a process.
My own personal quest is a series of twists and turns, forwards and backwards, and everything in between. I awake one morning, ready to conquer the world with my energy, my intelligence, my passion, and my compassion. The following morning, I can barely pull myself out of bed by 11 am. And sometimes not even then.
What makes the difference? Certainly the body's biorhythms play a part. As do the chemicals that play havoc with my emotions. But, I can't help wondering if one day I am on fire with the light of Christ and the next, I have lost it.
It is not that His light has disappeared. It is that I choose to ignore it. It is a theory that is increasingly consuming my thoughts. Could I change me, and therefore my world, if I consciously seek His light? Or is it all a matter of my mixed up hormones and the changing circumstances of each new day?
This I know for sure: His light is my light when I seek it.
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