The Lord's Grace
Accepting the Lord's Grace
"For God so loved the world He gave His only begotten Son and whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life."
11 Aug 2003
One day a while back, a man, his heart heavy with grief, was walking in the woods. As he thought about his life this day, he knew many things
were not right. He thought about those who had lied about him back when he had a job. His thoughts turned to those who had stolen his things and cheated
him. He remembered family that had passed on. His mind turned to the illness he had that no one could cure. His very soul was filled with anger,
resentment and frustration. Standing there this day, searching for answers he could not find, knowing all else had failed him, he knelt at the base of an old oak tree
to seek the one he knew would always be there, and with tears in his eyes, he prayed.
"Lord, You have done wonderful things for me in this life. You have told
me to do many things for you, and I happily obeyed. Today, you have told me to forgive. I am sad, Lord, because I cannot. I don't know how. It is
not fair Lord. I didn't deserve these wrongs that were done against me and I shouldn't have to forgive. As perfect as your way is Lord, this
one thing I cannot do, for I don't know how to forgive. My anger is so deep Lord, I fear I may not hear you, but I pray that you
teach me to do this one thing I cannot do - Teach me To Forgive."
As he knelt there in the quiet shade of that old oak tree, he felt
something fall onto his shoulder. He opened his eyes. Out of the corner
of one eye, he saw something red on his shirt. He could not turn to see
what it was because where the oak tree had been was a large square piece
of wood in the ground. He raised his head and saw two feet held to the wood with a large spike
through them. He raised his head more, and tears came to his eyes as he
saw Jesus hanging on a cross. He saw spikes in His hands, a gash in His
side, a torn and battered body, deep thorns sunk into His head. Finally he saw the suffering and pain on His precious face. As their eyes
met, the man's tears turned to sobbing, and Jesus began to speak.
"Have you ever told a lie?" he asked.
The man answered, "Yes Lord."
"Have you ever been given too much change and kept it?"
The man answered, "Yes Lord." And the man sobbed more and more.
"Have you ever taken something from work that wasn't yours?" Jesus asked.
And the man answered, "Yes Lord."
"Have you ever sworn, using my Father's name in vain?"
The man, crying deeply now, answered, "Yes Lord."
As Jesus asked many more times, "Have you ever"?
The man's crying became uncontrollable, for he could only answer, "Yes Lord."
Then Jesus shook His head from one side to the other, and the man felt
something fall on his other shoulder. He looked and saw that it was the
blood of Jesus. When he looked back up, his eyes met those of Jesus, and
there was a look of love the man had never seen or known before. Jesus said, "I didn't deserve this either, but I forgive you!"