Some days, I am so aware of my helplessness.  Without the Lord, everything in me and in life would be a lost cause.  Some days, my need for redemption is glaring and painful and completely impossible for me to remedy.

There is a gap, wide and deep and beyond my ability to cross .

By God’s grace, I may one day be able to look back at life and see a measure of sanctification that has taken place, but there will always be a gap; there will always be a distance I cannot cover in my pursuit of righteousness.

And on days like today, when my human frailty and selfish endeavors seem like too much to ever overcome, I am thankful for the reminder that I don’t have to find a way to bridge the impassable.  I am thankful that whether I am a million miles away, or so close I feel like I’m almost there, my need for a Redeemer is the same, and He fills that need completely, utterly, willingly, knowingly.

I am nothing without Him, even on my best day.

May I never think otherwise.