In a previous post, I wrote about how old habits die hard.
I don’t often speak candidly about my past, in terms of providing details, but we’ll just say I’m not proud of a lot of the things in which I’ve partaken in my early twenties. I’m much older now, physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. But even though I’ve grown and transformed from the person I was, I can still easily slip off one of those moss covered stones and be right back where I was.
And I did, this weekend. But the thing is? I didn’t really. Because the whole concept of transformation is that we might momentarily return to some kind of unsavory behavior, but the way we handle it afterward is what really matters.
Don’t get me wrong. This doesn’t give us an eternal hall pass to sin. But it does help us to understand grace a little better.
God doesn’t want us to sin, but He will always answer us when we ask for forgiveness, when we rebuke the behavior. And He will help us regain our balance when we slip. And ultimately, after the slip, He’ll help reveal to us our true identities now compared to our identities then.
Funny how sin can actually bring you closer to God instead of pull you away.