Didn’t sleep well last night.
Lying in bed, random thoughts popped right up into my brain like a Jack-in-the-Box.
Things I had long forgotten. Regretful words I had spoken as a teenager. Words long since forgotten by their recipient.
I wish I could have just one do-over. I’d go back in time and choose not to say that thing.
There’s a very good chance, like 99.9% that the thing which I said has, over the years, become so small in the mind of the hearer that it doesn’t matter anymore. It’s not that I never apologized, but I still want that one do-over.
They deserved better.
So, yes please, and thank you to one single do-over. And about a million others.
I could take back the thing.
And with just one more…I wouldn’t have sassed and exasperated my father on a hot day when he asked me to rake leaves. If I could do that one over, I’d have offered to rake them, pull weeds, then feed and water all the animals without being asked.
“You work so hard, Dad. You deserve a break. How can I help you out today?” I’d say with a smile.
Could I have three? Three do-overs? Please?
Because then I could’ve also told my mother I was proud of her. I would’ve encouraged her to sing with me. She had a beautiful voice. I’d have listened to her more, and not avoided the hard conversations. I’d have been patient enough to let her teach me how to sew. She really tried.
Maybe if I can have three, four or more won’t be too much to ask for.
I’d have been a perfect mother for my children, appreciated my big sisters more, not gone out with a few men who were wrong for me and I them, and gotten my degree in fashion design or journalism. Or both!
I would’ve studied harder in high school and college. Complained less, worked harder, I would’ve shown up and been present in the moment, made amends where I’d caused offense, and shown more appreciation for my employers.
One do-over would never be enough but God knows if I had one or one million, I’d probably make all new mistakes and just need more. And more. And more.
All of us do.
We need days upon days of grace. Thankfully, God gives us new chances and mercies every single morning. Yes, each morning brings with it the already fulfilled promise of new mercies.
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness.
All of the do-overs this world could possibly afford me wouldn’t be enough. There’s not a thing I can do to pay for my wrongs and earn my way into Heaven. Jesus did it all. Everything needed to cover my sins has already been completed. For that amazing grace and love, I owe Him my all. We require eternity to have adequate time to praise, thank, and adore Him for all that He is and all He has done for us.
His mercy, grace, and kindness are more powerful than any do-over we could ever dream up because His shed blood cleanses us completely. Over and over, and over again.
Let that love sink into your soul today.
You are so valued and precious to Him!