My Words

Matthew 12:36 (NASB)
36 But I tell you that every careless word that people speak, they shall give an accounting for it in the day of judgment.

Lord, forgive me. Can you think of times where careless words escaped your mouth? I surely can on a daily basis even when I try not to. But it’s that one thing that comes up that I can’t just let go and pray about it. Isaiah 64:6 says, “For all of us have become like one who is unclean, And all our righteous deeds are like a filthy garment…”  Every day I find myself asking for forgiveness but the Word says that there is no condemnation in Jesus. So, why do I continue to ask for forgiveness for the same things over and over? God will not forgive me anymore than He did the first time I asked. God does not accept guilt as an offering for His grace and mercy. 2 Corinthians 7:10 (NASB) says, For the sorrow that is according to the will of God produces a repentance without regret, leading to salvation, but the sorrow of the world produces death. He knew I would start off destroying the life He gave me to be a good steward over. His Son, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ has already paid the debt to cover my raggedness.

Dear Heavenly Father,

Your grace and mercy is poured out upon us at every breath we take. Thank You for sending Your Son to cleanse us of our sins. Lord, let me accept Your grace as freely as You continue to give it. Forgive me for not always instantly realizing that You fulfilled the greatest act of love so that I may live freely with a repentant heart. Let my heart turn from the wickedness that it displays through my words. Let my words be acceptable in Your sight. You are are mighty, You are wonderful, and loving.

In the name of Jesus I pray,

Amen!

 

 

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Author: grantedgrace72

You need to know me? I am an old youth. Late to grow. Yet grateful of the time given by the Lord. Under His watchful eye, I am redirected, chastened, and chided. My heart is fragile, broken, and a work in progress. The Lord delicately puts me together as if mending glass. My pieces are not visibly shown. Hurt words leave my mouth, the sharp edges of my broken glass; though my heart speaks a different beat. A common factor in our time. My ways have sent me astray from the Lord’s path. I am no different than you. The Lord uses His timetable, methods, and avenues to lead us back to Him…if we will listen. Heavenly Father, Open my ears to hear Your gentle voice. Soften my heart so that I will heed Your words. Guide my feet so that I may walk in line with Your will. In the name of Jesus I pray, Amen! PhotoCredit: https://goo.gl/images/ShgvmP