Too much vodka....Too much gin.... broken glass, cut hand, best sleep, wake up, regret.
it always goes the same way doesn't it?
it always ends the same.
and no matter what.... no matter what I say, no matter what I do, no matter if I feed the homeless, go to church or down copious shots.... no matter what, He loves. He stays. He offers comfort. He does not judge. He protects. He does not give up. He hopes. He endures. He has faith. He has strength. No matter what, he remains the same.
Grace.
Noun. 'Free and undeserved favor.'
I cannot grasp grace.
I have been taught, action then consequence.
antecedent, behaviour, consequence.
ABC.
But, he removes the consequence.
He replaces it with love, with forgiveness.
I recieve grace. I need grace. but I don't get it.
but just because theres grace.... that doesn't make my mistakes acceptable, it doesn't make it ok.
'he must become greater and greater, and I must become less and less.'
no matter what.
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