Every boat's unsinkable... until something unthinkable sinks it. :-)

At the end of the day; remember that even the most 'unsinkable' of vessels was sunk... by an ice cube...

And if an ice cube can do THAT to a boat that big & bad...

I've been reminded the past few days of just how sinkable I am as a vessel for Christ. So here it comes... the transparent, ugly, and honest truth.

I am, in fact, the chief of sinners. ((pheww... feels good to get that off my chest)

Every single daggone day I make stupid choices and sin; sometimes quite overtly; sometimes unintentionally. I hurt people. I'm hurt by people. I say I trust God; and yet I doubt Him. I make selfish choices out of sheer pride. I take on too much and allow important things to be sacrificed. The list could go on and on... so for the sake of time (cause really... I could go on and on).  let's just skip to my point.

My point being; is that the truth is; while I seem to 'have it all together' ; I beg for grace more often than I can remember... or care to count. 

The truth is- that even a vessel that lives their life with the intentions of glorifying God and being all they can be; is still susceptible to the icebergs that plaque the sea of life we traverse. 
 
I've learned through the past few years; and in particular the past 12 months;  that in all moments (especially those potential capsizing moments) my God... oh my precious Lord...  is so much more than I can ever imagine. He's so much greater than the box I want to keep Him in. His grace pours over me like Niagara Falls.  ((So glad His love is unconditional; and not works based.)). Honestly... even thinking about it now; brings me to tears. 


How beautiful is it that when my vessel is on the brink of capsizing... He can straighten me out; set me back on course; and calibrate my compass to keep me focused on the prize.


For I am nothing; without Christ.



The truth is, I, the vessel itself; is as sinkable as they come... but the Jesus living in me; is not only completely and utterly unsinkable; but He keeps me afloat, and is my life raft when I feel the sea get rough.

As Pastor Shay once told me; eventually every illustration breaks down... but; regardless; I hope you get my drift. ((Get it... drift?? hahahaha lame. I know. lol))

Lots of love!
Kristina