by Darla Noble
The grace of our Lord abounded exceedingly with faith and love which is in Christ Jesus.
1 Timothy 1:14
A few months ago we left the home we’d raised our family in—the same house my mom and uncles grew up in and my grandpa and his siblings before that—and built a new house.
The house we built is just the way we want it. Not too big and not too small—roomy enough for all sixteen of us to be together around the table and in the living/family room area. Room enough for sleepovers with all seven grandkids. It’s also very new. So when one of the grandkids put a fair-sized scratch on the wall that took the paint off, I have to admit I was NOT happy. I didn’t yell. I didn’t spank. I didn’t even scold. But I was mad.
I also have to admit that I wanted to yell. I wanted to spank. I wanted to let the ‘guilty party’ know just how angry I was that she had messed up my wall. But I didn’t. Instead, I choose to extend to her a great big dose of grace; undeserved courtesy and goodwill. That’s right—she deserved to be reprimanded and even disciplined (because of the way it happened). But instead, I chose to bite my tongue and move on.
I chose to give her some grace because I love her. I also chose to give her grace because I know how much grace God has given me and will continue to give me all the days of my life.
Grace isn’t deserved, but it sure is nice to get it, isn’t it?
God, thank You for Your grace. Help me to be gracious to people in my life who hurt, offend, and gave me anger. In the Name of Jesus, I pray, Amen.