TRUTH: Mistakes Erased

When I was a child, I always did my homework at the Kitchen table after school with a snack. Little Debbies were my favorite! 🙂 I was very fortunate that my Mom was a stay-at-home Mom and with us after school to check and help with homework. In the early days of my learning to write, erase, and correct my mistakes, I remember Mom telling me to erase completely and ensure my work was neat.

I recently ran across a geometry project from middle school that I have kept (reasons unknown, don’t judge) which has a note from my teacher “These were a pleasure to grade”. I looked back over them and thought about learning to take pride in my work, a lesson learned very early on at the kitchen table. I, to this day, am still aware and particular when taking notes and turning in something handwritten. I want to be “neat” as I feel my writing is representative of me.

As I thought about erasing, and making sure I had erased everything completely before I re-wrote I began to think about my life in Christ. His forgiveness of my sin being the ultimate eraser. That task alone takes an unlimited supply of jumbo size Pink Pearl erasers. However, when He does erase my sin, the paper of my life is completely restored and clean, ready for us to continue writing my life, past forgotten, focused on the future, mistakes erased, completely forgotten.

Sometimes this parallel is more than I can grasp. I still think I need to go back, erase again, start over on an entirely new piece of paper, scratch out, or wear down the paper so thin that it tears all in an effort to correct my mistake(S). However, the message is quite simple in His eyes … “My grace is sufficient for you, My power is made perfect in weakness”; 2 Corinthians 12:9. Hummm … only one thing is necessary for mistakes on the paper of my life to be erased and again ready to continue the story – His grace. Grace which is freely given to me, it is my choice to receive it, with a repentant heart and desire to leave the sin behind and move forward chasing the truth.

Putting down my eraser, and believing grace is sufficient for me,
Angie