Nikki and I took a walk around the mall this morning. During our stroll, I mentioned that Abby has a special affection for Croffles (which is a croissant and waffle hybrid, for the uninitiated), so when we walked by the Croffle shop, she said "oh, you have to take a picture and send it to Abby." So we did just that.
Lots of non-Christians have this impression that as a Christian, I think I'm perfect. (Or maybe just a better person. I don't need to get too terribly specific because I'm not inside anyone else's head but believe me when I say that I've had personal encounters with a few folks who definitely made this kind of assumption about me.) The entirely unsurprising reality is that I'm definitely not perfect. And I definitely don't intend to walk around with a holier than thou attitude, because I know I'm not holier than anyone. In fact, some days I actually suck at being kind and patient, and I fully own my own shortcomings.
So what I do realize, as a Christian, is that I cannot do it all myself and that I will never do everything perfectly in this life, no matter how hard I try. That would be a depressing end-game reality, but as a Christian, I also realize that it's okay that I can't do it all. And I realize that I'm not expected to do it all, because Jesus did it for me. And for you, if you accept it. All you have to do is believe that it's true and bam, it'll change your life in ways you'd never expect.
And that may well be the best news that's ever arisen from a photo of a person with Croffle wings.
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