Torn

I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.  Romans 7:15  NIV

We are complicated creatures with notions of what is right.  We have our Christianity with its morals and high aspirations.  We call on God above and make an effort to live upstanding lives.  But at the same time we are torn.  We are limited.  We have setbacks.  Backsliding and failures abound.  We are torn between what we know we should do and what we fall to when left on our own.  We are halfway between righteousness and hopelessly lost.  For most, the battle to do what is right, rages in our souls our entire lives.  But does it have to be so?  Is there a cure to our human plight?

Jesus!  God sends us Jesus!  God intended for us to have hope in a world of despair and failed attempts to make it on our own effort.  To remedy our torn souls the Father sends us His Son.  The conquering Heir to the throne of God steps forward to heal the broken.  Should we think it is a small matter?  Or should we embrace the greatest gesture of love mankind has ever seen?  Shall we latch on and press forward, using our torn souls as a crutch to gain access to the Presence of God?  Shall we turn our hearts from being pulled here and there in our world, and be stricken with our need for Christ?  Shall we pray that our torn condition helps us carry a burden to seek and find the One Who was torn for us?

Dear Jesus,

As we struggle to divert our torn souls from all that would rule over our attention here, please help us exchange our strife for You.  Help us look to You and be restored by that gaze!

Amen