So, the past several months I've found that I care a lot less what other people think about me and a lot more about what God thinks about me. It's been WONDERFUL! The Lord isn't nearly as picky about the nuances of my person but how purely I love his children and his Son. Still, I was struck with the thought of whether I should ever truly be comfortable in my own skin. In one sense I should be because it's who God made me and I should never wish that I were anyone else. Yet, I am an imperfect project constantly being renewed, altered, sanctified and so I should never get too comfortable for the fear of the imperfect project ending prematurely.
So, my resolve is to always be comfortable with the ever dynamic state of my skin. Too wordy? A little strange? We're are aliens (foreigners) in this world and we will always feel like we're just visiting, longing for home, when all things will be made new, perfect, simple, beautiful. So, I'm stuck with my skin for now and rather than feeling like a prisoner I'm going to take my freedom to be me to the bank and enjoy how God has specifically sculpted me. I think he's proud that I like myself.
Only by grace am I comfortable with my ever sactified, chameleon like skin.
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