Signboard

I have friends and family whom I respect and look up to. But people are not infallible. They will fail and sometimes when they do, I question and ask why they are not more like Christ, growing from glory to glory and being more perfect everyday. Why must they fail when its for ME. How dare they call themselves Christians, ‘little Christ’, when they are not as kind as him or as generous, or faithful or understanding. Its then when I realize I’m not perfect myself, and why the church exists. Because none of us are perfect but together in the bond of love, love will cover a multitude of sin, and when we are gathered in one accord, it is the strengths that become obvious and not the weaknesses. Each one is to be like a signboard that you often see leading to a resort, each ad displays a beautiful picture of the beach, or dining room, or smiling waiters, or sunset. We all have a beautiful side but none have all. And a forlorn brother, travelling along life’s potholed lane, will look up and see these signboards all pointing towards paradise. The signboards are not paradise itself, but just a reflection of it. If you think the signboard is heaven, you are a fool and cheating yourself. The weary traveller is not interested in the ugly side of those signboards, but the hope it brings through its cheery picture and clear direction to get there. 1 km away!

Let me focus more on my own strengths and use it for God’s glory, and let me see the beauty of others pointing towards the source of all things. I will not put my hope and goals in men for like signboards, they are just outposts pointing towards paradise and are not infallible.