What if….

Gigi is one of mine and Lindsey’s oldest friends and we are so thankful for her. If you’ve read my story, you might recognize her name. She was there with Lindsey, visiting me in the ICU room, when I nearly died.

Gigi has been with us through more than one hell. And she’s been a friend through it all.

We are blessed to count her in our inner-circle.

I hope you enjoy today’s Throwback Thursday post.

Grace is messy,

Steve

What if your team won every game, but the championship title was given to another team?

What if you took notes in every class, studied hard, but a student who forgot to study was given your A?

What if you reached the finish line before anyone else, but the gold medal was given to a slower runner?

What if you busted your butt to keep the highest GPA, but the title of Valedictorian was given to a student with barely a 2.0?

What if it was your idea, your project, your dream, your work, but the recognition, raise, and promotion went to a worker who just sat in his cube?

Unfair?

Unjust?

Illegal?

Impossible?

Would you stand for it? Would you allow it to happen?

What if you were the one who benefited? The one who got something undeserving?

Take a look at these lyrics:

Because the sinless Savior died

My sinful soul is counted free

For God the just is satisfied

To look on Him and pardon me.

We sang that last Sunday and the idea has humbled and haunted me. God looked at Jesus on the cross, and forgave me.

So unfair to Jesus. His work, his pain, his love, his life- to benefit a sinner; me.

Powerful mercy, messy grace.

Related links:

1. Where the Hell was Joseph?
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3. Perfect Love