When all else fails....

As I sit down at the computer; my older brother playing the piano, my younger sister working on a school project in the next room, I feel overwhelmed by the thought of how I have failed yet again.

I am not consistent, not neat, not so many things that I wish I were. And I have no words to express the anguish I feel as, every night, I pray myself to sleep.
I fail every day.
I hold myself in higher esteem than I ought.
I fall short.
I judge the appearances of others--making myself seem better.
I waste time.
I think haughty thoughts. (far too often)
When I catch myself thinking something unkind, I chide myself.
Then I feel proud of myself for catching myself.
I am too focused on what I do, what I say, what I want and need.
I am proud of all the wrong things, and I don't know how to change.

But, some may say, I must remember that "Every day is new and fresh, with no mistakes in it" as Anne Shirley has so infamously exclaimed. And yet it does not help, because I also remember that, as soon as that new day comes, mistakes come into it as well.

So what helps when I feel so low and realize, in my limited way, that I have failed in living as well as I should?

“We become Christians by faith in Jesus, we stay Christians by faith in Jesus, and we grow as Christians by faith in Jesus.”
- Tim Chester

I remember that I am sanctified in Christ, because of Christ and by Christ.  And I remember that that MUST be enough.