As a wood worker, I have trained my eyes to see flaws. When I write, I look for mistakes. The need to look for flaws and mistakes seems inherent. However, when I apply this need to my fellow man it can easily lead to judgement. Judgement then becomes that sinful, self-centered method I use to make others less than me. This hinders my ability to love. How can I love my brother as myself if I judge him less than me?
Sunday during a time of worship, I found myself praying, “Lord, don’t let the flaws I see in people hinder my ability to love them.” As these words moved through my thoughts, I knew I was onto something. I realized I was asking God to make me like him. God loves me and all the people around me. Since we are all sinners that fall short of the glory of God, he loves flawed mistaken people.
Today when I walk out into a world full of flawed people who make mistakes, I’ll try to remember that they are simply a reflection of my own flawed and mistaken self. May the love God has shown to me ever flow from me to others. I know God will answer my prayer. The only hindrance will be my flawed and mistaken ability to receive his answer.