the more time i spend lingering in the presence of my heroes, the more i realise that they are human. flawed, broken – indeed this is the state of humanity.
help me Lord not to be proud, but search me and know me continually Lord, that my lips may sing your praise, and my heart rejoice in You salvation once again.
Psalms 51: 14-15
Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God,
O God of my salvation,
and my tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.
O Lord, open my lips,
and my mouth will declare your praise.
day by day, i am made new in you. day by day i come before the One i have offended, knowing strange reality that is while i offend you, you fight my case for me. you justify me, and set me free.
oh how wise is Your justice! oh how perfect is Your holiness! oh how great is the love You have languished on me!
the imperfect are imperfect. help me Lord to see that we all are continual works on this earth, but that Your Spirit is continually with us.