Jesus

I am a Christian.  And I am a complete failure.  I'm not good like Christians should be.  I'm not the nicest person I've ever met.  I am completely unable to follow the Bible's rules for life.  I don't read my bible and pray as often as I should.  I'm not the best dad or husband.  I am a man.  And I am a sinner.

I'm not good enough for Jesus.  Let me say that again - I'm not good enough to be a Christian, a leader, a pastor.  The pressure can weigh down on you in ministry to do good, save souls, work hard, make church goers happy.  I fail, and fail often.  I fall flat on my face.

And Jesus.  Who I'm not good enough for.  Jesus, died for me - for me.  He died for the not good, not nice, sinner of a man that I am.  And no matter if I'm good, or great, I can never be good enough to earn his praise or love.

But I don't have to.  I am a sinner in need of a Savior.  And Jesus died so that I might be free of the weight of my life, my regrets, my faults.  Free at last, I stand redeemed by Jesus, called not to be nice, but to love Jesus.  And even though I can't do everything on my own, I can do that.