Confessions of a Seriously Flawed Blogger (51st Post!)

Even though it’s untraditional to celebrate a 51st anniversary, I’m gonna do it anyway.

This is my 51st post on Tizzie’s Tidbits, so I thought I should make this one super important.

I want to let you in on a little secret: I am a hypocrite.

That’s right. You read that. I typed that.

I don’t do what I tell you to do.

There. My secret’s out.

I don’t follow my own advice or practice what I preach. For example, I didn’t do the “Ten Super Practical Things You Can Do This Week to Show Christ’s Love.” I didn’t even attempt to do one.

I am prideful, mean, hurtful, and self-centered. I’m a gossiper, a complainer, and a liar. I can even be a brat sometimes (*gasp*).

I skip my devotions, neglect to pray, and feel anxious about the future. I whine and talk disrespectfully and think cruel thoughts.

God is not my first priority.

You know the worst part of it all?

I don’t feel like I sin very much. In fact, I feel like a pretty good Christian who doesn’t have much to confess or feel guilty about.

But I can’t trust my feelings.

YOU CAN’T TRUST YOUR FEELINGS.

Sometimes, we just can’t see the truth.

“Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ and behold, the log is in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother’s eye” (Matthew 7:3-5).

I must admit that I have done this many a time. I am quick to note the sins of society and my friends and my family, but I’m slow to note my own failings. I don’t realize how much I sin in a day, but I do it more times than I can count. I don’t realize how many things I think, say, and do that displease God.

So what’s the point of this post? The point is to show you that I’m not perfect. I put myself first multiple times a day, and I sometimes feel prideful and “forget” to look at the log in my own eye. But it’s there.

As I tell you to thank God for everything He does in your life, just remember that I’m probably complaining about the essay I have to write this week.

As I write about the importance of relying on God’s timing, know that I’m worrying about going away to college.

As I explain how simple it is to do the right thing, keep in mind that I’m (still) struggling with my Internet addiction.

(By the way, this 50th post anniversary is a perfect opportunity for you to check out the post archives if you haven’t already. The topics I mentioned above are discussed in previous posts. Just saying. :))

I am a mess, but I’m a mess saved by grace. Jesus Christ deserves 100% of the glory because He had the power to save a wretch like me. I don’t usually feel like a wretch, but I have to remember that I AM ONE. You have to remember that YOU ARE ONE. (Oops! There I go again with the preaching…)

I’m a flawed blogger who says mean things, judges other people, and lies to her parents. I worry too much about tomorrow and not enough about today. Though my sins may be common, they still aren’t pleasing to God; but I can praise Him because He forgives me.

So now you know I’m not perfect (although I’m sure you had already figured that out). We can walk down this bumpy road called life and trust in the One Who completes us, forgives us, and never leaves us.

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