At Peace

Sitting on my back porch I had a revelation. For a moment I am at peace with God and at peace with who I am. Now, mind you, I am not always in such a state. In fact I rarely am. I am certainly not claiming to be a spiritual superman. Knowing who I am, the only logical conclusion is it has nothing to do with how good of a Christian I have become. It has nothing to do with the way I have overcome sin and "allowed" God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit to direct me. It has nothing to do with anything I do right or, for that matter, anything I do wrong. It has nothing to do with how great my doctrine is or my knowledge of biblical matters. It has nothing to do with how many people I have lead in the prayer of salvation or how many tracts I have handed out. It has nothing to do with my high level of morality, my superior politics, or the way I reconcile the two. In the end it has nothing to do with anything I have done or anything I am yet to do. It has everything to do with what Jesus did on the cross. His greatness supersedes my need to be good and to do good, for really who is good? Only when I realize this do I know true peace. Only then am I free of guilt and condemnation. I am grateful tonight for a brief moment of clarity. His greatness is constant; it is me who is not. Thankfully, because of Him and His sacrifice I need not be. May all that I do that is considered to be good glorify the only One Who is truly good.