Second Chances
For Mother’s Day, she asked for a bicycle to ride with her young daughter. However, on the Wednesday before Mother’s Day, he arrived with a barbecue grill.
“That’s not a bicycle,” she said in disbelief.
“I know,” he answered, “but it is nearly summer, and we need a grill.”
“Oh, goody,” she answered sarcastically. “We need a chandelier in the dining room, and that’s what I will get you for Father’s Day.”
On Saturday, he came home with a bicycle. Thank God for second chances.
Peter promised Jesus, he would never forsake Him. Indeed, if it meant fighting with spears and swords, Peter was ready. He brandished a sword when the soldiers came to arrest Jesus. Still, when it came to accepting Jesus’ way of doing things, Peter was not ready. Three times he denied even knowing Him.
Days later, Jesus met with Peter beside the Sea of Galilee. After a brief commitment check, Jesus sent Peter out to finish the assignment he had accepted when Jesus called him. In the call to Peter, Jesus said, “I will make you a fisher of men.” Now Jesus said, “Feed my sheep.” Thank God for second chances.
David, the respected King of Judah, messed up big time. The young man who once trusted God enough to face the giant Goliath; the boy, who with God’s help faced lions and other animals to protect his sheep, became an adulterer, a murderer, and a liar. Yet, he could later pray, “Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” And God did it. Thank God for second chances.
I promised God I would spend thirty minutes a day in prayer with Him first thing every morning. For a time, I did it. Then, something came up, and I forgot. This happened not just once but multiple times. When at last I got back to my promise, God was still there. Thank you, God, for second chances.
