Firstly, whilst I've not gotten to where I'm meant to be, thank God I'm not where I used to be. Somewhere in Romans Paul talks about the fact that he hasn't arrived but he's pressing on to take hold of that for which Jesus died to take hold of him, thats essentially what I'm referencing and since Paul started out the Terminator of Christians, a zealot on a mission to wipe out anyone who was spreading Jesus' message and ended up writing approximately two thirds of the New Testament, healing, leading people to Christ and shaping the birth of Jesus' church I guess there's hope for me.
My second chunk of joy is that I now also have a scripture I can go to when I'm appalled at my own behaviour, its Psalm 139. The opening lyric of this song floors me every time;
Oh Lord, you have searched me thoroughly and have known me
Thats a pretty amazing start, I sometimes forget that there's NOTHING that I can say or do that surprises God. Its a real encouragement that God knew what He was getting when He got me, and still He wanted, wants, wooed and woos me! That in and of itself blows me away. But if thats not got you sold, darling David elaborates (This is such a blessing since along with impatience I can also be pretty hard of thinking);
You know my downsitting and my uprising;
You understand my thought afar off.
You sift and search out my path and my lying down, and You are acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue (still unuttered), but behold,
Oh Lord, You know it altogether.
I could eat those words and would if I thought it would root them in me any quicker.
The worst victim of my impatience is myself. I have high standards, meaning I expect a great deal from myself and invariably I am ungracious when I inevitably fall short. This is probably what therapists refer to as 'toxic behaviour' and it has a plethora of ramifications, so to tie in with the title, here are a few of the dominos;
- I beat myself up a lot of the time, for example, I spent three hours today cringing (and fighting with myself to not cringe) over a one sentence email that I sent to someone I greatly respect that made me sound foolish. This pretty much does the enemy's job for him and renders me useless.
- Since I don't love myself in a healthy way I really struggle to wrap my heart around the idea that I'm not only acceptable to God, but that He delights in and loves me
- Because I can't yet fully accept God's love I can't love others the way that Jesus did, I currently can only love others with conditions, like I do myself. Whilst on the whole I treat others better than I treat myself its little consolation; you can't give away something you don't have.
You can see the underlying pattern I'm sure, but heres the kicker;
We live in a culture where we are encouraged to be self deprecating and focus on our flaws, particularly in the church, I get the impression that its fashionable to be a wretch. I'm not judging anyone here, and its a principle that I have to fight to apply to my own life but what we're taught in the Bible is that when we screw up we need to admit it to God, apologise for it, receive His forgiveness and then MOVE ON! I've lost count of the number of times I've apologised repeatedly for things, mostly because I still feel bad about them. God's already gotten past it, we need to catch up.