Depravity surrounds us, dripping. We cannot escape it. We cannot deny it. Those we love and admire fall into pits of consequential sin.
The news tugs on my curiosity with its proclamations. The magazines entice my eyes to linger on the lies and hurt. Even the church pews are filled. We whisper and point...and blog. Yet only by His grace, it's not me. Not today, anyway.
Jesus teaches us love. When the mob picked up stones to strike the adulterous woman, He bent down and spoke words that caused rocks to drop from their clinched fists. Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May my feet follow after His, proclaiming forgiveness rather than binding with chains of proud judgement. People fail. We break promises and hurt those we love. But He calls us to unity. He commands us to forgive.
One day He will rise from His throne and say, "It's time!" The horse will be beckoned. The gates will fling open. Nothing will hold Him back. May I be found praising, forgiving, and loving--working the ministry of reconciliation. By Your great grace, o Lord.
Bringing it home...
How do we "drop the stones" when someone close breaks our hearts?