I learned God's love and grace from my parents and we can teach it to our family, friends, neighbors and co-workers. We lived next door to the church and I hit a wiffle ball right through my dad's office study window. I couldn’t go to sleep that night because I kept seeing huge wiffle balls flying by and hearing glass break. My dad smiled at me when I finally told them the truth later that weekend, probably because it was obvious to all who had done it. My parents thanked me for telling them. They had purposely not swept it up, so I had to go over and do that with my mom. Jesus' death was the ultimate grace shown to us that we did not deserve. "Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need." Hebrews 4:16
Dear God, Thank you for dieing, so that I might go free. Help me to give the grace to others that you showed me on Calvary's Tree. In Christ's Name, Amen
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