God, you have taught me since I was young. To this day I tell about the miracles you do. Even though I am old and gray...I will tell the children about your power; I will tell those who live after me about your might. Psalm 71:17-18 NCV
"And God’s grace was so powerfully at work in them all." Acts 4:33b
Saturday, God's peace attends my soul. Countless hours caught up in green life of earth with rain soaked grass, bushy leaves of raspberry limbs, even weeds between the cracks of brick. Sharing space with a slumbering cat, I fill my mind with God's good graces and read. My heart full of His lush earth filling every sense of mine with contented praise.
Coffee shared with a childhood friend and giggles heard of grandchildren close. Meal shared with son and wife. Life is good. Heart overflows. Daylight gives in to darkness. Sleep comes.
A new day. What could go wrong? My heart alert to all good but ways of old thinking flow in and pour out. Husband's heart destroyed by three sneaky words. "I knew it." Words that spill in one single moment when my guard is down. Too late. No take-backs.
Lord, forgive. Lord, save. Lord, how?
Grace from God to forgive. Wash anew. Start again.
Grace from Husband to forgive. Start again.
"However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace." Acts 20:24