Which stood only in meats and drinks, and divers washings, and carnal ordinances, imposed on them until the time of reformation.
I should choose to reform myself to become more like Him.
I can become a little more like Him each day, by pushing through the hundreds of tiny persistent failures that lay between Him and me. He's there, on the other side of them, and I can make it through. Stumbling forward is still progress.
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