Grace.
A few years ago, on a 105° day in the sweltering heat of Haiti, I sat on the porch and discussed eternal security with a group of pastors. You may not even know what that phrase means, they didn’t know what that phrase meant.
Eternally secure means that when Jesus has saved you-that means forever.
One of my friends asked, “Lee, what if they walk away and sin and sin and sin.”
I gave the answer that I saw from the book of Romans and that I still believe with all my heart. Jesus does the work in saving us and He doesn’t change his mind.
This morning as I sit here reflecting on the gift of Jesus to me, one thing is crystal clear. I am the one who sins and sins and sins. My attitudes, my ingratitude, and my words leave me always in need of confession, repentance, and forgiveness.
And then it dawns on me, the Father knew. Out of a place of fear for their flock, my friends taught obedience. Afraid their sheep would give up and lose their way.
This morning it sinks deep. Jesus wasn’t betting on me that I would be good. He knows my prideful, sinful thoughts before I do. He wasn’t betting that I would clean up my act.
The Father placed a sure bet that I wouldn’t and that I would need His son.
I’m the abuser and addict of grace. I’m the one who sins and sins and sins.
I need Jesus every single day. It’s inescapable and it’s always been the plan.
“Oh to Grace, how great a debtor, daily I am constrained to be. Let thy goodness like a fetter bind my wandering heart to Thee.”
