One of my favorite events to watch during the Winter Olympics is Ice Skating. I am always amazed by the incredible abilities of these gifted young men and women. Of course, I struggle to walk across a room without tripping over my own two feet, so my bar is set pretty low.
While I enjoy watching the sport, I get pretty annoyed listening to the commentators pick apart each athlete’s performance. They almost appear to be anxiously awaiting the next miniscule error and seem to take pleasure in shedding light on even the smallest mistakes that the average viewer would miss. I realize they are just doing their job and pointing out the things that the judges are looking for and explaining the possible areas where points may be deducted. But, it irks me.
The sad thing is, I often imagine God to be like an ice skating commentator or judge, honing in on every little and big mistake I make and then deducting points. “Oooh, she just gossiped about her friend, that’s gonna cost her.” Or, “Wow, Tami was doing so well with her routine until she lost her temper with her kids. She’ll never win the gold now.”
It’s really hard for me to wrap my heart around the kind of grace that God extends. The truth is, though, that in the end, God wants nothing more than for me grab the gold and spend an eternity with Him. There are no hoops to jump through or tricks to master in order for this to happen. The only leap required is one of faith; faith in the promise that Jesus has forgiven my errors already.
So, if you are like me and have a hard time with the concept of grace, take some assurance from these verses from Hebrews— “Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.”
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