This morning I bawled my eyes out. Big crocodile tears… snotty nose… the whole 9 yards (or 8.3 meters for my international friends).
Why? Because the older I get, the more I realize my need for forgiveness. The more life I live, the more opportunity I get to screw things up.
I just finished watching the video below. At one point I had to pause it because I was overcome by the weight of my sin and the release of forgiveness through Jesus.
I don’t know what your cardboard would read. In truth, I don’t think there is a chuck of cardboard big enough to detail my sin: lust, anger, pride, deceit… but on the back there would be one word: Loved and forgiven. OK… that’s two words. Actually, it’s three, but you get the idea.
I don’t know what your words are, but know that you don’t need to be a slave to the words on the front of the cardboard… you can live in the reality of the words on the back. In fact, if you are going to be around this coming Sunday (June 8), my buddy Mike Chastain is going to be speaking at NewCov on just that. He’ll also have a guest with him, Ben Drati, principal of Clovis West High School who will be telling his story of how he left his past in the past. It should be amazing.
Until then, enjoy the video…