I blew it again today. I did not represent God well. I was
judgmental. I was a gossip. And I was all this as I spoke to a person who has a shakey faith
already. Lord, I’m so sorry. I failed have you... again. Father, please forgive me, but
more than that, please make up for my failure to the person I was speaking with
today.
Shortly after I failed God so miserably, I went to my
class, The Truth Project. Part of the lesson was about “knowing” God. God is so
big, so deep, so wide, that it takes us a lifetime to even scratch the surface
in knowing Him.
But if I really know Him, I will reflect Him. As I listened,
I was reminded of my fresh failure, and I felt sick. I grieved that I not only
let God down, I really let my friend down. And I revealed a lack of my
knowledge of God. My failure revealed how far I am from Him. I call myself a
Christian. I am even involved in ministry, and yet I completely misrepresented
Him today—all because I have not invested the time and energy necessary to know God on a level that would cause me to reflect Him rather than my
judgmental, gossipy self.
I feel like I broke God’s heart today and that breaks my
heart. I need to be broken.
I'm hitting my knees before God.
