We Will Win This War

Well, I lost. A battle anyways. It's really frustrating because I was doing so well and felt so able to win. The easy thing to do at this point would be to slip into a cave of self loathing, as I roll around in my guilt and my sin, refusing to accept forgiveness, since I feel so undeserving. But, as a friend counseled me, that is easily the worst thing to do. As she put it, "...it's like letting Satan win twice." We need to realize that it's exactly because we don't deserve it that we get it. The beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair. What a simple truth. Why do we beat ourselves up? "What shall we say then? Shall we go on sinning that grace may abound? BY NO MEANS!" This is certainly no excuse for my sin, but rather a call to make amends with my father as soon as I realize my folly. He is standing at the door looking for His wayward son, waiting for me to run back to His arms. How amazing is that! But so often I prefer to sit in the pig pen eating pods, whatever those are. So, we may ahve lost some battles but WE WILL WIN THIS WAR!