I have a confession to make, something I need to get off my chest. It's something that's hard to admit sometimes but comes with a great sense of relief to say it - I AM NOT PERFECT.
There, I said it. For those who know me well, this revelation comes as no surprise, I'm sure. I am not the perfect wife, or perfect mother, or perfect friend and definitely not the perfect Christ follower. And as much as I may hate to admit it, this I do know - it's entirely because of my imperfection that I so desperately need God. And so do you. The Bible tells us in Romans 3:23 that “all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.” Note is says – all. Not some or most, but all. I’ve heard it said recently that ‘it’s all level ground at the foot of the cross’.