Stories for the Grandkids…

Yesterday I failed.  I failed to bring Him glory through all that was done.  I failed to be a light where there is darkness.  I failed to be the representative of His kingdom that I am called to be.  And although He knows of my failure, I know of His grace. 

I feel I am able to portray my story and make my point without going into too much detail, so I will refrain from doing so.  Jumping past the fall to my regret of the incident, I can say I felt ineffective as a soldier for Christ and certainly unqualified to share His gospel.  No sooner than these feelings had arrived, so did numerous words of encouragement; “lead, press on, grow, overcome, learn, represent”.  As my mind was flooded with such words I immediately felt relieved of my burden.  I was experiencing the extent of my God’s forgiveness and the intesity of His grasp.  It was so clear how vital it is that I don’t stop in my walk to dwell on the act, but that I continue on a learned believer growing in my faith only by His grace.  Mindful of past stains yet focused on the future glory to be brought before His throne through obedience.  How these words echoed in my mind throughout the rest of the day, “At the cross, at the cross, where I first saw the light, and the burden of my heart rolled away…”.   All we will ever be.. is recipients of His grace.