Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
Last Sunday during worship I was feeling quite disappointed in myself. I have such high hopes, and then there’s what I really do. I need to learn to not be so idealistic, but that’s for another post. I was asking God how it could be that he doesn’t see me like I see me. He sees me in the righteousness of Jesus – perfect, holy, blameless (1 Corinthians 1:30 & Philippians 3:9).
I can’t see you the way you do. If I saw you the way you do you would be stuck forever. I must see you as you will be, as I created you to be, or you would have no hope.
Then he showed me a butterfly. A butterfly is a new creation of a caterpillar. I am in Christ. I am a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17). The butterfly may not remember its former self. It certainly doesn’t over think things like I tend to do. It comes out of its cocoon a new creatures and it acts like it. It flys, it eats different. I too often still act like a caterpillar. However, no matter how much I act like a caterpillar, or my old unredeemed self, I am a new creation. By God’s grace I will believe the miracle he has done and learn to act like it.