It took me a while, but I’m finally realizing as I get older that I’m not perfect. I’m so weak. How could God love me? But I look at the Cross and I know that He Does. WHY?! I mess up every single day! I put myself in occasions of sin. It seems as if I don’t do any good ever. I try hard, but it just seems like I’m failing Him. This isn’t in a scrupulous manner, but just me being baffled at how me being the human that I am, could be desired so much by God.
Does anyone else have this daily struggle where you feel like you’ve done absolutely nothing of spiritual merit but you just keep going in the Faith? Is that the definition of a Christian?