The Undeserving

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

Romans 5:8, NIV

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I wanted to bring something.

A record of service. A clean week. A good sermon.

Anything to show I belonged.

Then I watched the thief beside You at Calvary.

He had no time to improve. No hands free to serve. No record worth reading. Only a request: remember me.

And You did. Today. Paradise. With Me.

Lord Jesus, You died for us while we were still sinners. Not after. Not halfway through our reformation. While.

Grace begins exactly where deserving ends.

My pride wants to qualify. It wants a small share of the credit. It whispers that I must have been worth the trouble.

I was worth everything to You. But I could pay nothing for it.

Both are true. Both humble me.

So I set down the things I carried to impress You. They were never currency in Your kingdom. They were only weight.

Empty hands. That is all You asked for. That is all You can fill.

I came with nothing. You gave me Yourself.

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A Prayer of Thanksgiving

Lord Jesus, thank You for loving me at my worst and not waiting for my best. Thank You that my empty hands are enough for Your full grace. Amen.