Sinner saved by grace
This can be an easy post to write, or such a very hard one.
I’m a sinner – the chief of sinners. This year, this month, this week, this day, this very moment, I sin. It’s what I do best, it’s what I was born into.
And yet, this day we celebrate victory over sin. Not that we stop sinning, but we know that in the end, the battle; the war is won. And that that we, for ourselves, have won the battle, it was won for us.
We, those who belong to the body of Christ, were purchased by His death and we know the power of His resurrection.
We celebrate this rising every year on Resurrection Sunday and we celebrate it every time we watch somebody baptized.
It all starts with our sin. We are sinners, saved by grace. Because He died, we live.
Many of us celebrate the Resurrection in different ways. I’m planning on attending a hilltop sunrise service. And the time that I spend on that hilltop will be recognizing my deep sin, my sinfulness, my desperate need for a Savior, whose resurrection I’m remembering this morning.
This is the day of Gospel, I sin, He died. This is the day to remember that we all need the Savior, to preach the Gospel, to invite our loved ones to share in the death and resurrection of the King of Kings, Lord of Lords. The only One who can bring us victory over death.
I need my precious Saviour every second, minute, and hour of my life.
Thank you Ellen for your wonderful reflection on the Resurrection Sunday. May be always remember that we need His grace every day…
Blessings to you and yours.
Thank you, beautiful, I devour his grace daily…
Happy Easter LWG girls! Lovely thoughts. Although I believe CHEIF of sinners is MY title:) I think of the words of the songs we sang in church this morning. The grave has no victory, death has no sting, sin has lost it’s hold on me, I am free! I am HIs! Nothing can pluck me from His hand! Now I’m crying again. We will worship forever together, completely free from that ugly sin. Ain’t that cool?
Amen!
It’s what I do best…. That sticks doesn’t it. Grace becomes so very fresh with your post. Thank you.
About 3 years ago I dropped into a black hole – four months of absolute terror. I wanted to end my life, but somehow [Holy Spirit], I reached out to a friend who took me to hospital. I had three visits [hospital] in four months – I actually thought I was in hell. I imagine I was going through some sort of metamorphosis [mental, physical & spiritual]. I had been seeing a therapist [1994] on a regular basis, up until this point in time. I actually thought I would be locked away – but the hospital staff was very supportive [I had no control over my process]. I was released from hospital 16th September 1994, but my fear, pain & shame had only subsided a little. I remember this particular morning waking up [home] & my process would start up again [fear, pain, & shame]. No one could help me, not even my therapist [I was terrified]. I asked Jesus Christ to have mercy on me & forgive me my sins. Slowly, all my fear has dissipated & I believe Jesus delivered me from my “psychological prison.†I am a practicing Catholic & the Holy Spirit is my friend & strength; every day since then has been a joy & blessing. I deserve to go to hell for the life I have led, but Jesus through His sacrifice on the cross, delivered me from my inequities. John 3: 8, John 15: 26, are verses I can relate to, organically. He’s a real person who is with me all the time. I have so much joy & peace in my life, today, after a childhood spent in orphanages [England & Australia]. God LOVES me so much. Fear, pain, & shame, are no longer my constant companions. I just wanted to share my experience with you [Luke 8: 16 – 17].
Peace Be With You
Micky