7:30 PM: I stand in front of the mirror prepping my face for the night.
7:45 PM: A thought passes through my mind similar to, “This is a bad idea.” (Ever have one of those thoughts? Maybe, like me, at times you’ve ignored it too)
8:30 PM: So I proceed. I lie to my mom and then sneak away to a small party.
9:00 PM: The alcohol arrives and we begin indulging.
3:00 AM: The police arrive and we begin hiding.
3:30 AM: Dreaded phone call to mom occurs.
4:00 AM: A shameful walk past my little sister on my way to bed.
9:00 AM: Mom takes me out to breakfast. And she’s loving and calm?!?!
- My mom cared more about my heart than my behavior.
- My mom didn’t link my sin to her value as a mother.
- My mom reminded me that I was more than my decision the night before.
Today, I can see that in my sin that night, God pursued me through my mom’s grace.
Let us be that grace for others today. Let us give the grace that doesn’t make sense.
PS – A hug sent to the mamas out there giving grace that’s hard to give everyday.