The journey to Perfectland
Growing up in Sunday school, the perfect Christian life felt like a series of handed-down dos and don’ts. By talking, behaving, or wearing certain clothes, one stood a better chance of being accepted into Christian circles. You can imagine my utter surprise when I finally truly encountered Papa, and He wasn’t interested in my failed attempts at perfection. Instead, He showed me unconditional love and grace I hadn’t known before. Nothing on my perfection wish list interested Him. On the contrary, He asked me to tear up my list because He only wanted my heart. He sent His Son to die for me so He could give me everything He is. I didn’t have to work my perfection up to be accepted by Him. His perfection was more than enough for me.