Almost every human being who has had children will look at this picture and melt. I recall many situations when one of my children felt sincere remorse for a wrongdoing and came to ask for forgiveness. How can you turn away from that? How can you not be forgiving? Unfortunately, we are not all forgiving. Only God can do that perfectly. Only He knows the cost of redemption. Still, we are His children – His creation – He loves us unconditionally. This is a love we neither deserve nor can we earn by anything we do.
Grace and forgiveness go hand in hand. They are the gifts God doles out to those who place their trust in Him – those who come with true sadness in their hearts and minds for the wrongs they’ve done – those who truly repent and ask for God’s cleansing.
I’m sorry, God. How many times I’ve said that during my life. I often wonder if He gets tired of hearing those words. After a while you’d think He’d give up on us, but He doesn’t. Like a loving parent, He is always available. Our forgiveness is guaranteed. It was won for us at the cross of Calvary, where His only Son took the weight of every sin and gave His life as payment for our redemption. He then overcame the grave to prove to us that we need have no fear of death, because we will also rise to heaven.
As each year passes, I can’t help but be amazed by this grace – this perfect reaction from my Father, God. Even during difficult times, I am confident that He’s in control. There are days when I pray for heaven to come quickly, but I know that God isn’t finished with me yet. I pray that he will use me to show others what a gracious God He is.
The world is not the place for me. I long to be in heaven.
When thoughts like that invade my mind, I need to be forgiven.
God didn’t make me to want death. He chose me as His own.
He crafted me and knew me before my life was sewn.
Each intricate piece he whittled. Each vessel put in place.
He had a plan set just for me. He knew the dreams I’d chase.
And even as my days grow short, and time is running out,
I feel His presence in my life. Of this I have no doubt.
To live for me is Jesus, no matter where I roam.
I will rejoice to meet Him when He comes to take me home.