I don’t know if it started with the message at church, or if it is just a burning passion in my heart at the direct moment, but something has been made clear to me, that concerned me greatly….What really is grace?
People of Grace:
My friend Connie and I were sitting on her living room floor several years ago, and I remember we were talking about ” forgiveness.” I told her about my relationship with my mom, and how horrible I felt about not doing or believing what she asked of me.
Throughout the conversation I just remember it being very negative, because what I had to say about myself, and my mom, was negative.
She told me she wanted me to pray and ask God to help me forgive my mom. So we did.
After we got done praying, I remember saying to her, ” How can you tell that God has changed me?”
and her answer, ” Because you wouldn’t be who you ARE if He didn’t.”
” For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them—yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me.”
(1 Cor 15:9-10)
A perfect example of a person of ” grace” would be Mother Theresa. Looking back at my old posts, I cannot believe I never mentioned this story my Pastor shared about her life while she was taking care of those with Leprosy.
A News reporter came to interview Mother Theresa, and just observe her.
The news reporter had no clue what he was in for.
He walked into the room filled with beds of people hemorraging and all kinds of skin infection. And he quickly covered his nose, as he tried to walk through the stench of near death.
He observed her. She washed their faces, and fed them with a smile on her face.
The news reported couldn’t stand it anymore, he had to say something.
In a whisper he said, ” How can you stand this?”
and she smiled and said, ” I alone, cannot stand this, but Jesus in me can.”
I get chills everytime I remember that story. It is so amazing, and such a lesson to all of us.
UPDATE: I had to add this;
I was sharing Mother Theresa’s story with a leader at church, and she told me a woman came up to her a day ago, and gave her a hug.
She told her, ” you have a sweet smelling perfume.”
She replied to her, ” Oh, its very light.”
and the woman added, ” Its strange, you see I think God took away my sense of smell so I could take care of my mother, so to smell your perfume. Is strange.”
I thought that was cool:)