Philippians 3:12

Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own

I don't really know if this has a lot to do with this verse, but during my time trying to figure out this verse... this is what came to me. how often do I dwell in the right here, right now emotions/feelings? how often do I walk around with a look of sickness or tiredness on my face? sure I may not be feeling the best, but what is that to stop me from rejoicing in the fact that Jesus has made me his own?!?!?! and often times I dwell in the fact that I'm not perfect or ANYWHERE near it, but you know what?! Jesus died for me knowing EXACTLY who I was and what I did! he didn't die for me in hopes that I'd become perfect! he died for me because he loves me for the broken down vessel that often times hold very very little water, but who is to say that when that broken vessel overflows because it can't hold much, that it might help fill another vessel in the same way he filled me?!?! so who am I to walk around with any expression on my face and any attitude other then joy that my heavenly father loves me enough to give up his ONLY son (knowing perfectly well that I am not perfect and that I never will be!) to die for me! gee willikers! and to read here that Jesus has called me his own! do you go up to the kid that spits in your face, mocks you, beats you to the point where you don't even look human and wants nothing to do with you and then take all of the blame for ALL of his wrong doings and failures and then call him your own?! as I kinda see it... it's like you calling him your brother or something like that! so would you do that? well guess what... Jesus did. enough said. no more doom and gloom because I didn't get my jolly rancher after lunch!


application
from now on if somebody sees me walking around with a sad/grumpy look on my face and it doesn't have VERY good motives for it... rebuke me!  because I have no right to show my emotions in any other form then that of rejoicing because my savior has died for me and he calls me his own! (keep this in context though! don't go and rebuke me because I don't have a huge smile on my face! but if you see my negative emotions getting ahold of me, tell me!)