Last week I messed up a lot. Like having too many days that I didn’t act out of kindness and too many days that I spoke out of anger.

There were so many times that I didn’t do right in our marriage and I didn’t repent and then ask Ian’s forgiveness.

i needed to be reminded what the nature of the cross is.

and so on my ten minute walk from our bungalow to my office God reminded me through the headphones that were singing with a band I don’t know.

“countless second chances we’ve been given at the cross.”

that was it.

countless second chances – not just when God turned fate from hell to heaven – but second chances every single day.

second / third / fiftieth / millions of chances to love better, fight harder, and give more. These chances are slates wiped clean, because Jesus let His blood run and seep into the wood for us, for my marriage.

second times, millions of second times, to love my husband better. And millions of second times to choose holiness.

Because Jesus’ blood has given us millions of second chances. We will never run out of do-overs while we are here, because when we give over to Jesus, He FoRgEtS those wrongs, those bad attempts and those mess ups. He forgets them as He uses them to shape us and make us more like Himself.

we never run out of second chances.

thank you, Jesus, a million times.