I have noticed in the past few days that I tend to live my life in extreme perspectives. When I fail in any way, great or small, it seems as though it is an all-consuming let-down to the world and sometimes to God. But when I, in the discrete quiet moments behind closed doors, choose to do the right thing, I pay no mind and no glory to it. I quickly write myself off as a failure without ever taking into mind the great number of good that comes from the same hands.
But then I take into account the Gospel.
A man is no longer either all bad or all good because of his choices. When we live in such a way as to say, "One Sin = 5 Righteous Acts" (this is only an exaggerated example, not literal) we have missed the point that Christ
CONQUERED Death. The Weight in the Balance of our lives is no longer in the hands of Sin, but in Christ's hands. It is not about being perfect, but rather realizing that:
"There is now NO CONDEMNATION for those who are in Christ."
Perhaps our behavior is not an issue of Salvation.
And if that is true, then we have all been deeply deceived and it is no wonder why we don't understand God.
Submission Name: The Balance Doesn't Exist.
