Can you imagine the wonder of this?
I cried “No man, Lord” and He said
What no man’d said before,
“Neither do I condemn thee,
Go and sin no more.”
What no man’d said before,
“Neither do I condemn thee,
Go and sin no more.”
Grace and forgiveness continue to touch and amaze me.
So do cleansing and holiness.
That’s why the Man died. He was dead, but not for long. Then He rose again. For grace and forgiveness, for cleansing and holiness. For life and wholeness.
To whom can we extend grace and forgiveness today?
(And be sure to read the rest of Jenny Smucker’s poem. Thank you, Jenny!)