I continuously attempt to clean myself up to be able to stand before God.
We always have intentions to stand forthright before fellow man. To look another in their eyes, to protect you name in your community, to be able to walk tall not due of pride but because of integrity. And then I turn away from man and towards Jesus... and I cower. I do not measure up. I cannot stand before Him.
And my response is to turn away and push to improve myself so that I may return to stand tall before the King. Yet as I am refined (of both my discipline and the Holy Spirit's efforts) and return before the throne, deeper issues appear before me. I am once again exposed for who I am.
If I was to accept that I cannot rightly stand before Jesus, that I must bathe in His grace, what would life then look like?