Sunday, May 31, 2009


I've always been the kind of person who has tried to be a perfectionist... the teacher's pet... I hate making mistakes. Maybe it's just all too clear that I'm weak and fallible and HUMAN when I make mistakes. It's so easy to just let them follow you around for years, sucking the joy from you. But what would happen if you realized that our God is a God of second chances? Would the weight be lifted from your shoulders? Would your tears have a tissue to fall on? Would you feel the weight of His arm around your shoulders just that little bit more? Sometimes these mistakes have a way of tearing you down. Sometimes they wind and twist their way into your life little by little and you don't even know it's happening. Reality check. You're one of us after all. You're a sinner. You are weak. You are indeed fallible. Take your second chance and make the best of it. And if all else fails, there are third chances. Fourth. Fifth. Sixth... As long as you keep running to Him, second chances are...