I Am Imperfect, But Loved by a Perfect God

Lately, I've been having one of those seasons. The kind where I'm struggling--daily--to fight the urge to feel worried or stressed. I'm in a constant state of flight or fight. And each day I awake to a greater trial than the one before.

Yeah, that kind of season.

I'm weary. I'm worn out. I'm exhausted. I don't feel like myself. I'm more agitated than usual. And my internal reserve of resources--encouragement, joy, patience, love--is drying up.

It's seasons like these that show me just how imperfect I really am.

God spells it out for me in the Bible:

"Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10

"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance." James 1:2-4

"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?" Matthew 6:25-27

These three verses immediately come to mind when I begin to think about my trials. God brings these three verses to the forefront of my mind when I begin to worry or stress. So, why am I so quick to not trust in God's Word?

Because I'm imperfect. I'm human. I think I am capable of handling things on my own when the truth is that I am loved unconditionally by a perfect God who cares about every detail of my day, even the small things.

I'm quick to forget, but God is quick to remind--his grace is sufficient for me. He loves me. He cares about my trials.

This season will pass. And when it does, I'm grateful God is using it to teach me, once again, that I am nothing without him.

I am imperfect, but loved by a perfect God.

--Jessica