Thank you for visiting. Today’s post is about self-forgiveness and grace, something we all are given. It’s up to us to accept, which is not always easy. Well, for most families by now, school is out and summer is here! Next post is on just that 🙂
Here I sit on this porch to write this blogpost:
This porch held our family of four the day we bought our house, our first and only house thus far.
This porch is third base when our boys play kickball in the front yard (they have not accepted they are too big to play such games in our limited front yard. One kick and it’s on our neighbors’ roof.)
This porch held our friends for good-bye pictures, until the next visit.
This porch holds me now, many mornings and evenings. I step out to take sky photos, or settle to think and maybe write.
But what gives, Julie? Why are you telling us about this less than beautiful porch?
Earlier in my faith walk, I believed once I gave up my sins to Him, they were gone forever. I assumed I was free, never to be bothered again. (Wouldn’t that be awesome?) This approach to faith had lots to do with old perfectionist patterns of wanting to achieve and move on.
One of the most tender sins to my heart was my past yelling (please understand I know there are times when loud and stern is appropriate parenting, but this was me unleashing stress that didn’t belong to them) at our boys. At the time, I did not link the yelling to controlling perfectionist behavior, but God is like that. He only opens our eyes to what He wants at the time.
Once I saw real change in myself in this area, my ears began to hear the tone in which I spoke. I thanked and praised God whenever I was calm in disciplining (and still do, He is my rock).
Moving along on the fast track to faithfulness, I told my boys that God is helping me be a better mom. I don’t want to yell anymore, and God will help me not to.
Feeling forgiven by Jesus for the yelling, I wrote a poem for each boy. I remember sitting on this porch wearing shorts and my baseball hat, composing the words. This is the one I wrote for Jackson, then six years old.
His grace-bridge between my repentant mama heart and my boys’ young wanting souls.
Forgiveness is always available from Jesus.
We can look up at Him with a heart full of pain and disgust for ourselves, and He will gently touch our cheek, “You are forgiven, my child.”
Be on alert, friends!
The enemy tells believable lies to pull us down. Sometimes we don’t know if it’s the enemy, or just our own guilt which quickly turns to self-hate.
Our Loving God sees, knows, and hears.
His amazing grace …
… meets us at our lowest points when we feel we deserve nothing.
… is the path carved by God between Heaven and Earth, between His love and your seemingly endless struggles.
So before you give up on yourself or anyone else in your life, remember He awaits to clothe you with the Highest, Glorifying Grace.
I got dressed many times right here on this porch.
feel your worth defined by Him
spread your arms wide.
Give Him space to be your source of amazing power, melting away the sins as He warms your heart.
2 Corinthians 12:9 NLT
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
It is my prayer for you that you open yourself fully to His forgiveness. He is so willing to help us. Let Him.
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I would love to hear your comments or stories of self-forgiveness. Do you have a porch (tee hee) or another place that’s been special with Him?
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