The more I know…the older I get…the more I am aware of how much I do not know. When a baby is born, for all intents and purposes, he doesn’t know anything. And he doesn’t know he doesn’t know anything. And then about the time he’s fifteen or so years old, he thinks he knows it all.
For most of us, it’s not until we are well into our adulthood that we realize that we actually know very little.
Paul, in chapter three explains how exemplary he was as a Jew. He was highly educated. He punched all the right Hebrew tickets, you might say. In regards to the Law, he says, he was blameless. But he says none of that matters.
He says in verse 10-12, “My aim is to know him, to experience the power of his resurrection, to share in his sufferings, and to be like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already attained this—that is, I have not already been perfected—but I strive to lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus also laid hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself to have attained this. Instead I am single-minded: Forgetting the things that are behind and reaching out for the things that are ahead,”
Notice that even the apostle Paul says that he has not attained perfection. Now, we know that no one is perfect. But the impression we get from him in this chapter is that he knows how far short he is from perfection, and his only hope is in Jesus.
And of course, that is true for you and me.
Every day we must, like Paul, strive for perfection, knowing that we will fall short. And every day we must rely on Jesus to pick us up and dust of off to be ready for the next go ‘round.