I find when I release my need for perfection to the One who is already perfect, I actually sin less. I actually judge less. I am far less critical. I actually see others with more mercy.
Mercy releases you and others from a standard you could never keep on your own.
You see, the only One who actually has the right to hold me to perfect standards has said, “I have been perfect for you because you couldn’t be. I took your mess so you could live in my beauty.” Jesus is too busy wooing me with His love and kindness to be condemning me. And in fact, when we fail to issue mercy and grace, we side with the accuser of the brethren, Satan, in the courtroom of God.
Hunting. Of all the mediums for adventure that I could write about and share with others, why hunting? Simply put, it is something that I am immensely passionate about, and it’s one of the oldest traditions of our ancestors. It is a combination of several things that I love.
Hunting is wild and adventurous. It pushes me to my limits. It tests me in ways that nothing else can. It challenges me.
A normally happy, go lucky girl, yet I was on the brink of sobbing. Out of frustration, I proceeded to tell her how much I hated having emotions and how dumb I thought emotions were. She explained to me that God created emotions and that the Jewish people in the Bible (God’s chosen people, through whom would come His rescue plan for all of humanity) were HIGHLY emotive. Today we would call them extremely emotional and maybe even slightly crazy. They would literally RIP their clothes when they were grieved, put ashes on their head when in mourning, and go around the city WAILING. Emotional much? But you wanna know the crazy part? God was not scared away by their “drama”.