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The word this week is grace.
Eight years ago, a miracle occurred in my life. God looked down on me with mercy. He extended His most appreciated grace on a most undeserving sinner. My life has never been the same.
It’s taken me all this time, many missions trips, lots of ministry to homeless folks, shepherding my own boys, to realize the importance of extending grace to others.
We live in a broken world filled with broken people. What this world needs is a little less judgment and a lot more grace.
Grace is something I can extend to others wherever I am. Because, let’s face it, if a person doesn’t know Jesus, he is the poorest of all.
God did not waste one minute of His time by sending me on a faraway mission because this is the lesson I learned. Every person I meet from now until the time I go home is part of my mission field. I want them all to have this most wonderful gift of grace.