A broken scale - what's not to love?

I accidentally broke my scale (stepping on one corner) but it had a wonderful, unintended consequence:  I lost about 30 pounds when I weighed the next day!  Unfortunately, my clothes refuse to recognize the “new me”. But, it sure is fun to get on that broken scale and see my perfect weight.

When it comes to our spiritual life, we can feel pretty smug standing on a broken scale. I’m doing more for God at church than Lois.  I’m writing more checks for charities than Howard. Comparing ourselves to other Christians is the equivalent of measuring our Christian walk by someone else’s  (broken) scale. It may make us happy but it’s inaccurate.  Jesus, on the other hand, tells us to be perfect or mature like Him [Matthew 5:48]. He is the true scale by which to measure our spiritual life. By that standard, I have little to smile about. I fall far short of His glory and perfection. Still a sinner. Always a sinner.  I am so grateful that if I confess my sins, He is faithful and just to forgive and cleanse. Like the Apostle Paul, I can then press on to becoming more like my Savior and leave my broken spiritual scale behind.