My accent is Fargo-like. My skin burns easily. I grew up in a town that, until recently, did not have a stoplight. There were 76 in my public school graduating class. I grew up on hotdishes, said pop instead of soda, and do not have a good taste palette for seafood.
If I had to guess, I would say we couldn’t be more different. And yet we’re the same.
For we are all uniquely His.
Saved by the same Savior.
Loved by the same Father.
On the same journey home.
I’ve never had so much as a speeding ticket. I don’t ever remember being late for work. A cigarette has never touched my lips.
Yet none of that matters. Because I’ve failed repeatedly. Ashamedness is no stranger to me. I’ve broken commandments. And I need to ask of forgiveness frequently.
You see, sin is not ranked. You and I, we’ve sinned the same. We’re both in need of this grace He gives so undeservingly.
Friend, His grace is indiscriminate. None of us deserve it. No, not one. He loves me as much as He loves you.
He died for both of us. And He would do it again.
Technology intimidates me. I don’t consider shopping fun. And I would rather stay home and read a great book than go to the movies.
My guess is, we couldn’t be more different. And yet we’re the same.
We’ve sinned the same.
We’re loved the same.
We’re saved the same.
And we’re both on the same journey home.
My guess is, we would get along splendidly.
We believe that we are all saved the same way,
by the undeserved grace of the Lord Jesus.
Acts 15:11 NLT
Thank you for sharing your time with me. Me, this sinner saved the same.