BY ELLEN MARTIN
Sometimes it is easy for us to think that we are past God’s grace. Sometimes we think that we have sinned too many times. Can God really forgive me even though I have sinned so much? How can God forgive me when I have wronged Him so badly?
1 John 1:5-7 says this:
“This is the message we have heard from him and proclaim to you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all. If we say we have fellowship with him while we walk in darkness, we lie and do not practice the truth. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin.”
Jesus cleanses us of all sin. Not just some, but all. All of us have pasts. We all have experiences that we rather not reflect upon. There is hope for us in that Jesus can cleanse us from sin. All sin.
Jeff Weddle | @anti_itcher
It’s been 24 years since I was in high school algebra, and I still haven’t used algebra one time in my life. Not once, which means my low grades don’t mean a thing, right?
Well, not exactly. I am now old enough to have a kid in high school algebra. My daughter is currently struggling her way through algebra too.
As she brings home her failed tests and horrible quiz grades, it would be really nice if I could lecture her. It would be nice to tell her to buckle down and do the homework and get the grade up. But I can’t. Want to know why I can’t?
Jeff Weddle | @Anti_Itcher
I am a father of three children. Over the years of their lives I have witnessed many of their sins. Some were pretty bad. Others were, don’t tell them, pretty funny. One of their major sins has been, and is, their constant annoyance of each other.
It gets a little ridiculous. “Stop it!” must be said in my house 1,364 times a day. Eventually, their mother and I get worn down. We don’t want to hear “stop it!” any more. The kid who says “stop it!” the 1, 365th time will get in trouble.
“Stop it!” My wife will yell in all serious irony. “Stop bugging each other.”
After, days, nay, weeks, nay, months of kids yelling “stop it!” all the time, I got discouraged. I must be a bad father. So, any time I feel like my parenting is failing, I sit my kids down for a lecture.
Jeff Weddle | @anti_icher
There’s a poster at my kid’s school that shows a cat leaping from a couch to a table with a fish bowl on it. I doubt the cat can jump that far, but the poster says “Believe in yourself and you can do anything!” So, I guess the cat can jump that far.
This poster makes me wonder, “Can cats really believe in themselves?” I guess it’s possible, but I wonder what a cat who believes in himself really believes.
“Oh sure, I can jump that far! No problem because I’m Super Cat! Jumper of really far spaces! Nothing can stop me from eating that fish. I believe I can make it and I believe I can eat that fish! Woohoo! Let’s do this thing!” And off he leaps into the air, already tasting fresh fish.
I had a cat once. She was really dumb. She didn’t come when you called her. She clawed up furniture and puked everywhere. Maybe if she had believed in herself more, she could have made it to the cat box regularly.