the paradox of Holiness

Captain's Log, stardate 8.2.2007.4.54.00.PM: beam me up, Scotty.

God is faithful; I am not. God is holy; I am not. God's eyes cannot look upon sin; my eyes seem to be remarkably less descriminating. God's character is impeccable; mine is shot through on an all too regular basis. GRACE: God's Riches At Christ's Expense. Every time I pray, having found myself wandered all too far into sin, it surprises me how much of a "I'm better than this" attitude that floods to my mind. In fact, nothing could be more like me. In sin I was born, and I add to it daily. I've heard it said that holiness is a paradox- the more you realize you aren't, the more you are. The more the Spirit works within the soul, it becomes increasingly conscious of it's own filthiness.

The Lord is my protection; nothing but imputed righteousness is my hope. I'm about to fly home, more conscious of it than ever. Lord willing, I will post again from the good old US of A.