It's official. I am so far outside the realm of possible sainthood it ain't even funny. Even the realm of barely remotely-possible sainthood is light years away. (sigh)
This is precisely what makes Jesus so amazing...that while in this utterly wretched and pathetic state I'm in, He loves me still. Loves me enough to have died for me, with no guarantee that I would ever crawl out of my wretchedness and learn to love and forgive. He died while we (I) were yet sinners.
If it weren't true, it would be unbelievable. If it weren't God, it would be impossible.
If I love Him at all, I have to choose to do better. I have to.
Let another piece of my pride fall away today, Lord. I want to love like You do. I need to sit in Your lap today.