Copy of The Faces of Compromise

In this life, I have been given a gift and that gift is life. The reality of it I now know by His grace and mercy. I am awake, everything is remarkably beautiful and painful all at once. The world is noisy His voice is peace. We undervalue silence in our society. Free and awakened in Christ Jesus. I am truly thankful.

In these treasures of truth, I am constantly admitting my fragility of being a child of God. Another that in this enticing life and this world it is full of these sharp edges of compromise. I am learning though of the two kinds of compromise both powerful but in opposing ways.

One is the kind that leads to destruction and death. This kind of compromise is powerfully destructive in an array of subtleties. This compromise will rip you apart piece by piece, and oddly most of us don't notice until we have been devoured. When that last little piece that was somehow the glue holding everything together is taken off. That one thread that when pulled destroys the entire garment.

The second kind of compromise is the kind that comes from the Holy Spirit, the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ. It too can be painful it is the compromise of dying to myself and choosing to commit to carry the burdens of others, His beloved children. We trade in and compromise those false realities of ourselves, putting to death self and realizing life was never about us. I guess in our culture we call it sacrifice.

We make these conscious sacrifices to richen and deepen the lives of others. It is helping someone to stand who cannot stand. It is making that conscious decision to care genuinely about other people. Even ourselves when we don't quite understand. In essence, it is faith in action like in James chapter 2. Look for yourself. Faith needs to become active.

I don't like to speak like I know all the answers to life because I sincerely don't, and I don't want to.

However, could it be that I am at my best when my life is not lived through the lens of self and that nothing is about me? and everything about is Him about Jesus Christ. I find when I am focusing on me everything seems to get darker the air gets thinner. Oh, but when I am looking at Him and His grace realizing and admitting my fragility before Him, that is when I am truly free. I am truly free when He reminds me that He loves me not because I am good, but just because He does.

This truth brings me to my knees. That in all my striving, and all my imperfections, and in my pursuit of being as close to Him as I can in this flesh. That I still fall short in all things. This is discouraging at first until the Holy Spirit brings us to the revelation that is what grace and love is. It is accepting our fragility and helplessness.

We are not to use it as an excuse to sin. When the Holy Spirit gifts us with this heartbreaking revelation it is pure freedom, as my eyes water now. I am just undone and broken thinking of all my crazy efforts, sins, and my flesh. I am still loved though.

Jesus sees more than what I do on the outside, He is thee cardiologist always checking the condition of my heart making sure it is healthy.

I wanted to share this for you my brothers and sister that may become discouraged of owning that we are NOT perfect, and we will never be.

Until that glorious day when we are wrapped in His glory.

I bless you family.