Thursday, September 10, 2015


That I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith. Philippians 3:8, 9 NIV

I disappointed some people today, and here I am in my quiet place, telling God how glad I am that none of those people is my judge. He is.
Then it hit me like a slap upside the head: He is my Judge. I am not.

I’m my own worst critic—learned my worldly lessons well—but when Satan points out my failures, my God reminds me: He is the One who knows my heart. He’s the One who made me, redeemed me, gifted me. He’s the One who assigns me my tasks and watches to see how well I do them—or don’t do them.

He’s the One who strengthens me. When that strength is used up, He’s the One who carries me through and over the rough spots.

And when Satan attacks again, He’s the One who convicts me of righteousness—His own righteousness, freely shared with me.

Avi, You see my heart. You see my weakness, my struggles. Give me strength to do what You choose for me to do. Give me wisdom to choose between good and best. Don’t let me waste the gifts You’ve given me. In Your holy name, Amen.

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