Learning about grace

Confession: Idiocy is one of my infirmities.

in·fir·mi·ty

noun, plural in·fir·mi·ties

a physical weakness or ailment, lack of strength, a moral weakness or failing.

I often ask Jesus to forgive my sin, but where to go with my stupidity? I know He will pardon my transgressions, but I’m always suspicious He’ll let me hang for my folly.

People suffer from my mistakes! even when I commit them in innocence. And I suffer! My life can be forever changed by the thoughtless choices of 15 minutes.

…surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows…

I know God is in charge, but what if I messed up His plan by doing something really Dumb?

If you identify at all with what I am saying, read over that last question a few times out loud, not like a parrot, but slowly, with different inflections. Now.

…who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree: by whose stripes ye were healed…

By the time you get to the seventh repetition, you will hear yourself, and start laughing or crying. If God is in charge, how can there be a but…? I am simply not that big.

…himself took our infirmities, and bare our sicknesses…

Can it be that redemption of Jesus is for idiots as well as sinners? I cannot be wise any more than I can be good.

…of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption…

Today (like yesterday) (and the day before) I must place my faith in a God who carried to the cross all my weakness, a God large enough to wrap the foolishness of millennia into one perfect plan.

 “My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.