I'm saying this because I sort of have to remind myself occasionally.
You see, I am also a hypocrite.
I lie, I've done illegal things, and I even laughed at a sack religious joke once.
I can put myself to bed just as quickly as I arose from it.
I can bring things down just as fast as I brought them up.
I can praise His name, I have asked Christ to save me, and I am completely capable of singing a worship song, but, at the end of the day, I can hammer a nail faster than you can say, " Forgive them. They know not what they do."
The day that I officially became a christian is the day that I realized that love isn't love unless I am completely obsessed and infatuated in something that I believe in.
My problem was just because I believed in God didn't mean that God was going to work for me. And, even then He gave me grace when I deserved nothing less.
I think I have fully introduced myself to Him now.
I told Him about all of those facades that I put in front of me in order to make me look like I cared.
I recently showed him my flaws.
I'm talking about the ones that you can't even see with a microscope.
He doesn't even seem to care because he keeps handing grace out to me like freebies.
It's like He knows that I am worth holding on to.
It's like He knows what I am capable of.
Everything else does not really matter.
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