Just one step at a time

How often do you get a second chance? (Writer’s Island prompt)

The Story of the Lost Son
Luke 15:11-24 (The Message)Then he said, “There was once a man who had two sons. The younger said to his father, ‘Father, I want right now what’s coming to me.’

“So the father divided the property between them. It wasn’t long before the younger son packed his bags and left for a distant country. There, undisciplined and dissipated, he wasted everything he had. After he had gone through all his money, there was a bad famine all through that country and he began to hurt. He signed on with a citizen there who assigned him to his fields to slop the pigs. He was so hungry he would have eaten the corncobs in the pig slop, but no one would give him any.

“That brought him to his senses. He said, ‘All those farmhands working for my father sit down to three meals a day, and here I am starving to death. I’m going back to my father. I’ll say to him, Father, I’ve sinned against God, I’ve sinned before you; I don’t deserve to be called your son. Take me on as a hired hand.’ He got right up and went home to his father.

“When he was still a long way off, his father saw him. His heart pounding, he ran out, embraced him, and kissed him. The son started his speech: ‘Father, I’ve sinned against God, I’ve sinned before you; I don’t deserve to be called your son ever again.’

“But the father wasn’t listening. He was calling to the servants, ‘Quick. Bring a clean set of clothes and dress him. Put the family ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Then get a grain-fed heifer and roast it. We’re going to feast! We’re going to have a wonderful time! My son is here—given up for dead and now alive! Given up for lost and now found!’ And they began to have a wonderful time.

A Story About Forgiveness
Matthew 18:21-22 (The Message)

Peter got up the nerve to ask, “Master, how many times do I forgive a brother or sister who hurts me? Seven?”

Jesus replied, “Seven! Hardly. Try seventy times seven.”

How often do we waste our second chances, waste grace?

More often than we deserve. And yet… we still receive that second chance.

How often do we withhold a second chance - grace - from another?

More often than we should. For in receiving our own second (third, fourth, fifth…) chances, we should extend that same grace to others.

“Lord, make me a channel of your peace, your grace. For it is in pardoning that I am pardoned.”

Oh to go back in time,
to write the wrongs,
to change the past,
to erase the mistakes we made.
But to wipe away the past
means we change the present,
risk the future.
A paradox of uncertainty
created by hasty, pain-filled actions.
We cannot be other than who we are becoming,
and we become from who we were.

Writer’s Island prompt.

Everything we do, see, hear, touch, taste, experience, say changes us.
Everything we don’t do, see, hear, touch, taste, experience or say changes us.
Our choices - for better or worse - change who we were and who we are becoming.
I am not who I was when I started to write this. And by the time I finish, I will not be the same.

Everything is always changing. Every second of the day.
Sometimes these changes are huge: life, death, love, hate, newness.
Although change unsettles us, although we often resist it, it still changes us.

Prompt from Writer’s Island.