I must admit that I get a strange kick out of people’s reactions (specifically church people) when they see my teenage daughter with her daughter. The good news is the majority of people show no reaction or it’s a pleasant one. In fact, some are downright gracious—exuding joy and delight at the sight of them. What they’re doing is playing the grace card in my daughter’s life. Those who, even if in a small way, contribute positively toward the path that leads to God.
Unfortunately—but at the same time, thankfully to a lesser degree—I also see those who don’t play the grace card. Perhaps even contributing to a stumble here and there along God’s path.
Here’s what I’ve learned from these experiences. I want to be one who plays the grace card. As a mother, wife, friend, co-worker, acquaintance and even stranger. I don’t ever want to find myself in any way contributing toward steering someone off God’s path. I don’t want to come across as holier than thou or making it seem that my sin isn’t as great as someone else’s sin. Yes, even in parenting.
Aren’t we all lost sheep in need of a Good Shepherd who will guide us through life? Don’t we all fall short of His glory? Aren’t we all stained with sin?
I believe grace is what can bring a lost soul home. Bit by bit I’ve seen it recapturing my daughter. And I truly do give a lot of credit to those who have played the grace card in her life.
When once I felt angry, now I just feel sorry for those who can’t—or won’t—play the grace card. Those who stare with judgment in their eyes, those who refuse to acknowledge them or even outright avoid them.
But I’ve also come to realize that I’ve been in that same place. Where I have refused to play the grace card…at times toward my children and at times toward others. I don’t want to be stingy any longer. I want to play my cards right. After all, God sees fit to play the grace card every single day of my life.
© 2015, Stephanie Romero