God’s Standards

So I’ve been thinking…

God’s standards are perfection.  Think Jesus-like perfection.

We can’t do that.  And there are many times when I drop my standards so that I can be comfortable, all knowing that God isn’t calling me to be comfortable.

Call me a hypocrite.  Whatever, I already know about that.  Unless you’re Jesus, you’re one too.

But that can’t stop me from being a hypocrite who aims high.

So there’s this girl in my life.  She’s awesome, and unknowingly has inspired me to set high standards.

The other week, she was packing for spring break, and I was in the room.  When it came time for her to pack up her underwear, she asked me to turn around the other way.  I realized in that moment that I am lucky, and my standards weren’t high enough.

I had thought that because I already had been exposed to porn, there was no hope.  I am beginning to actually believe the Bible where it says that we are being transformed by God’s renewing Spirit in us.

My messed up mind can be cleaned by God’s grace.

I have set myself a goal, that on the day I get married(whenever that is), I will not be able to imagine my wife naked.  I believe that it’s possible through God.
For me, that means:

• Making sure I stay off of TV after 10pm.  The commercials just get bad after that hour.
• Being intentional when I’m in a store.  Even if I have to walk the whole way around to miss the women’s section, that’s fine.
• Not being on the internet without intention.
• Keeping marriage in mind and always bouncing my eyes.
• Praying fervently that I don’t mess up too much.

So far, it’s gotten me to the place where God is re-writing what I know about women.  It’s amazing that I can keep my eyes in the right place, even if a girl isn’t honoring God in her dress.  Being in touch with God every day guides me to places I could never imagine.  It’s incredible.