And For This Reason, I Celebrate Christ Once Again

Celebrate Christ
About a week ago, I wrote about the yoke of perfection that we Christians have put upon ourselves.

And a few days ago, I reacted in anger towards something that someone said to me. Spoke and acted in pride. Something around the lines of “how dare you say that to me/think you know better than me. Was insensitive with my words, among other things.

After praying about it and thinking deeply about the whole thing, I realized that I actually thought I was passed the point of reacting in a certain way or doing certain things since I’m now in Christ.

I felt ashamed and sort of disappointed in myself. I saw my weaknesses and where I went wrong and I was discouraged. I cannot explain what the shame and guilt I felt has made me believe about myself or even kept me from doing.

This is obviously one of the yoke of perfection or should I say perfectionism I still struggle with. Wanting to reach the point where I will no longer react to or deal with certain situations in my flesh. When humility will be a garment I have on daily. When I will be perfect in action, thought and speech. Continue reading

The Heavy Burden of Perfection

Heavy Burden of perfection

Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. -Psalm 127:1

As humans, most of us strive so hard for perfection.

Feeling the need to be perfect, we stress over what we look like, what others think of us, our performance at work/school, our relationship with others and our many flaws and imperfections.

And by doing this, our gaze is sometimes set so low because all we can think about is “me, myself and I” when our gaze should be up and set on Christ. We obsess over having control over everything in our lives without realizing that what we have control over is pretty limited.

And when we finally fail because we will fail, when we run out of breath or when the weight that we’ve put on our self is now too much to bear, we realize that the little house of perfection we’ve been building all along is about to fall apart.
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