Peter, denier, a second chance. Zacheus, the collector, redeemed by grace. Mary, the Martyr, The Doubter too. Second chances. Them & me too. Who can fall beyond His reach. We lift, stand, rise, not on our own strength. The broken, The Healer. The hurting, Our Friend. Jesus, Messiah, our Victorious Friend. A Conqueror, Companion. Yet, King of All. Lord. Savior. Lord. Friend.
The one lost sheep, wandering from the fold. The Shepard leaves the ninety-nine to bring the one home.
Good son, yet bad sons prodigals away. Yet, His Father? Arms open. Willingly forgave. Jonah, the prophet who was thrown to a fish. A second time. Forgive. A chance to try again. The woman at the well, marriage, all relationships fell. Lord, Savior, anointed her, her town to tell. Paul, the persecutor, spread the gospel well. Each. A stone cast. Found overwhelming welcome still.
The man on the cross. A sinner. Rightly so. His last breath so close. His eyes before they close. See. A Savior. Acknowledge the sinless one. Confess. Repent. Ask to be one of Jesus friends. This day. A Kingdom shared. The sinner soon turned saint. Redeemed not by his own works, but only by His grace.
Second Chances. It’s never too late.
