As a sinner, I always strive to be better. I try hard and I fail.
On a daily basis, I find myself wrestling with what it means to be a Christian, a believer in Christ, and to live a life pleasing to God.
No matter how hard I try, I can never seem to be the person I want to be, the person God wants me to be.
If I counted my regrets and put them in a bag, the bag would be so large it would overwhelm me.
Therefore, I have no choice but to give it all to God.
My desires, my failures, my successes and my sins. I turn them all over to Him.
Without the grace of God and the blood that Jesus shed for me I would be without hope.
On Judgment Day, when I stand before the throne of God, going over my life; I can only pray that He will find me worthy to be known as His child.
That Jesus will not say that He does not know me…
With all of the good things and bad things I do in life and all of the sins that surround me, my only hope is to trust in the forgiveness of Jesus Christ.
I put my faith in the fact that Jesus died on the cross for my sins.
Not that I lived a perfect life worthy of salvation, because I did not.
Otherwise, I have no hope of getting into heaven on my own.