Children raced outside. She surveyed their trail — traces of sticky fingerprints across everything, like wee poems.
~ Dr. SunWolf
Everyone has to die once, then face the consequences. Christ’s death was also a one-time event, but it was a sacrifice that took care of sins forever. And so, when he next appears, the outcome for those eager to greet him is, precisely,salvation.
~ Hebrews 9:28
Didn’t they always know where we were? Hiding in the basement after having cut my brother’s hair, she knew, hiding under the bed after putting salt in the sugar jar? She knew. He knew too. He knew where we were when we did something wrong, and we were disciplined by them both, in love. Mercy was relentless, instruction – ongoing, their influence – guided and healthy. Those who love/loved us could see the poems of our presence, and oft times fought back a smile in the moment of discipline.
In adulthood, we are seen, sticky fingerprints all over, trails through forbidden paths known like a forensic scientist knows DNA. Through all this, we are loved, we are known, we are forgiven. Sometimes the only one left to forgive us is…us.
Today, prepare to forgive yourself for that thing that keeps haunting you. Walk in his grace and mercy and love from that place. Mark the spot with a pebble…the one you just removed from your spiritual shoe, and walk on in joy.
Make a Step…
I Made a Step – Mighty Clouds of Joy
Because of Him,