Authenticity
30 Mar 06 10 a.m.
Authentic. I can PC this word forever. It’s so packed with meaning. On its own, it speaks volumes as it is.
Sometimes I wonder how God sees us, imperfect, unholy, sinful beings. When we make a mistake, or sin, what’s God’s first reaction? He is not quick to judge but quick to forgive and love and embrace us back into His fold.
I don’t look for perfection in people. I’ve learnt over the years to hold back my judgement. I look instead for authenticity. In friends. In a mate. People. I look for that moment of awareness when they realise they are imperfect. And learn from that moment. Teachability, I suppose.
We don’t have to try to be spiritual or holy or assume this pompous holier-than-thou posture. Because we are saved by grace. Not by our own merits. Because at the core of our heart, we are imperfect. What’s important I find is the gravitation of the heart. We need to get real with ourselves first before we can do that with people. See ourselves and people through God’s eyes. Only then can we appreciate His saving grace. For what are we saved? His authenticity for ours. Cleansed in His blood.
You are human.
Saved. By. Grace.
