You all know this by now.
Sometimes, I just want to write
Without worrying if it’s right or not.
Would you believe I’ve found a place that offers me that kind of grace?
Over at Lisa-Jo’s.
So I will join others and write unabashedly
for five minutes time.
Without editing or backtracking
On one word alone:
I’m not sure any of us deserve it. We all have a little prodigal within us, don’t you think? Unworthy could be any of our middle names.
Still He loves us…
Yet we all like to hide behind closed doors. Maybe ashamedness is a better name for what we see in the mirror. This feeling we get when we listen to what’s being shoved in our faces. It begins to consume.
Still He offers forgiveness…
So there we stand behind the walls we’ve built. We pace and we fret and we stew over something so minute. Because it’s a boulder to us. An ache we can’t ignore. Forgetting doesn’t seem to be an option. He must be mistaken.
Still He offers distance. As far as the east is from the west…
No, that can’t be right. This Sunday School story doesn’t apply to me. This life we’ve lived is too real to let go of.
Still He knocks…
Friend, if you were to ever ask me, I wouldn’t be able to explain it to you. This upside down kingdom of grace. But I can tell you with all certainty it’s real. I’ve experienced it and pray you can say the same.
This powerful thing called grace. Yes, it’s hard to grasp, oh but once you catch on. Just…don’t ever let it go.
The beauty of it all? We don’t have to understand it. We simply need to believe it’s real. Accept that He loves you relentlessly. So much so He thought you were worth dying for. Don’t worry. He knows what He’s getting into you. Friend, He knows you.
Still He saves…
And if you stop long enough and listen, you’ll hear it. His soft taps. His whispers of love. Yes, that’s Him. Pursuing you. I know because He pursues me, too.
All you have to do is let Him in. And say…
Welcome. Stay awhile…
Look! I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends. Revelation 3:20
How about you? How do you welcome Him in? Or how do you describe grace? I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.
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