“He has canceled our debt but didn’t leave us debt-free beggars. He also made us rich. That is a debt that can lead us into rejoicing.” – Ed WelchPosted: 02.13.2012
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
And I forgive
Grace fully accepts the injury, and forgives. Grace is not cheap. It does not shrug off the offense as mere common occurrence or one being too hard on himself.
We cannot fight or have victory over sin (and death), unless God forgives us.
We have injured Christ in word, attitude, and action; our wicked wrath hung him on the cross; God’s righteous wrath, there, killed him for our sake.
All our shame is laid upon Christ and our Father says, “I know. And I forgive you.”
“But I feel like an idiot,” we say. “I’ve injured others so deeply. I drag your name through the mud. I screw up all the time.”
Yet again, he says, “I know.
And I forgive you.”
At a great cost to himself – through the shed blood of his son – our Father forgives.