I Just Maybe A Pharisee

A few weeks ago our Sunday sermon was about being authentic.  It hit home with me.  I’m just going to be real with you here.  I tend to fall on the side of the religious Pharisee.  I like the rules.  Now, true that doesn’t always mean I follow them or I may get to the same end result my own way, but I like to know what they are.  And when I hit those goals/rules you can bet everyone around me knows just how great I am.  I want to “make it” on my own.  I want to believe that I don’t need help and can do it all on my own.

Here’s how it goes.  I think I’m doing great.  I’ve got this thing down.  Oh, I try to be humble about it, but it’s so hard to be humble when you’re perfect and everyone else is so jacked up.  *Note the sarcasm here.*  Praise the Lord he then gives me a good dose of reality!  It can be a sermon to remind me to check myself or sometimes it’s just life.  Yahweh is so good to me!  He loves me enough to show me that I cannot keep all the rules on my own.  He reminds me that I NEED his one and only son.  He reminds me that this life isn’t meant to be lived alone, but with other believers.  I don’t have it all together and I never will!

So, this post was originally going to be about our family eating nothing but crappy foods lately and how to get back to eating better.  How does that have anything to do with what I just wrote and how did it change?  My best guess is that eating whole foods is an idealist Pharisee thing for me.  I give myself such a hard time and feel like a complete failure as a mother because we’ve had frozen pizzas and donuts.  I hate to admit it, but I look at and treat mamas who feed their families organic/whole foods differently than I do those who don’t.  James 2 talks about showing partiality and how it is a sin.  Ouch!

Now, I definitely want to feed our family more healthfully, but I do not want to become legalistic with it.  There has to be a balance.  I need to get back into the swing of making meal plans, eating good wholesome foods, and yet give myself mercy to say, “Let’s get a pizza.”  How about you?  What do you tend to be a Pharisee about?

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