I struggle with the promise of Grace.
In my life it has felt that nothing is given freely
Somehow or sometime or something is expected in return.
So trusting that Grace is mine isn’t easy for me to accept.
I’m still striving to earn it, to be worthy of it, to deserve it.
But you know what I mess up, sometime I mess up so bad I can’t understand how grace can be given.
Yet the bible tells me that my sins are already forgiven and my future ones too.
This messes up my mind,
Yet when I look to my daughters and no matter how much they drive me insane.
No matter how many disappointments I face
I never will stop loving them.
I don’t need them to earn my love, it’s unconditional
This is grace, Gods unconditional love.
The love of a father.