“The law appoints as high priests men who are never able to get the job done right. But the intervening command of God, which came later, appoints the Son, who is absolutely, eternally perfect.” Hebrews 7:8
Practice makes perfect—might work for bowlers when rolling a 300 game or a golfer who pars the course. Imagine rolling eleven strikes and then rolling a ball and knocking down nine pins. Would the bowler throw his ball and shoes in the garbage or continue to practice for that perfect game?
Awhile back I joined the ukulele club and tried to learn the cords and strumming techniques. The F cord came easily with a simple one-string chord configuration. The next chords were challenging, and after a few sessions at the club, I wanted to shove my uke into the case and put it on the top shelf of my closet. I couldn’t justify my disappointment, because I had not practiced more than a few minutes each week.
Most of life takes practice. My first peach pie was a disaster. My first apron in 4-H club looked like someone without sight had sewn it. Yet with practice, my pies now look and taste like my mother’s who had baked all her life, and I eventually learned to sew seems straight enough to create custom drapes.
Jesus came to Earth to show us how a perfect person lives; fully knowing we can never practice enough to be like him.
Lord, help us realize anything worth obtaining is worth working for it. Amen.