Begin: #FiveMinuteFriday

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 She sits in a small room with two others. The contents of her life spilled out on tables, and floors, and laps. Five years of debt. Five years of trying to buy belonging. Earn worthiness. Be enough. And one calls out the numbers and one makes the list. And when the total is added she sits in shock when they say "ok, done." It is finished. They write the check. Clean the slate. Wash it all away.

Today is the first day of the rest of her life, again. Like Jesus with all her sin they take on the weight of a lifetime of bad financial decisions. Because the Gospel carries to every part of our lives. Even our wallets and credit cards, and all-hours calls from debt collectors. And God is reminding her of this again. That these two and He, they love her more than she'll ever know.

That grace is not something to be earned or to arrive at. Grace is flowing like some wild honey from the heart of God through His people. It is like daily bread. A clean slate every morning. A new life where debt collectors and shame don't call. Where you can begin again each day. Because once again your slate is wiped clean.

 

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