Tuesday, 4 August 2009

My Extreme Makeover

Beloved, now we are children of God, and it is not yet revealed what we will be. But we know that, when he is revealed, we will be like him; for we will see him just as he is. (1 John 3:2)

Every so often, I catch a glimpse of the great gulf that separates who I am from who I long to be, and I can hardly describe the feeling it inspires. More bitter than the appallment is the heartbreaking disappointment that strikes as I admit that I miss my own mark by miles. There is nowhere to run; I am trapped within myself. There is nowhere to hide: experience lays bare all it touches.

I content with what God has given me. I have more and better than I have dreamed, and I can truly say that his gifts are good, as he is Good. But I look with deep longing for the day when I will become more than I am; when I will be free and beautiful as the Lord Jesus. I am so very tired of my weak, shallow, sickly soul.

With what relief I remember that I am not only hidden in Jesus Christ, but that I will be changed by him - set free to be what he already is. I wait for the day...