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Dear God,
I went to a meeting with my mentor and I came out more blessed and humbled than sad. Apparently, the client has been living a borrowed life. Everything they owned belonged to the bank. The young bank director, with his hands in his pocket, face to face with these adults was reeling out the riot act. “I will close down the business, lock down the assets and go for litigation”. I am so sorry Lord, but those hands in his pocket got to me…….Who was he to decide people’s fate with such arrogance? Who gave him the life he lives? Did he buy it? Can he afford to pay for his life? That is borrowed! My life, our lives… Borrowed! What’s more these people had a good proposition on how to make good the debts. I sat quietly, allowing their voices pass over me as I thought through our life. All that Grace, Goodness and Mercy You gave to us, Could we ever pay for our salvation? What happens if You decide to shut down our life? Close down on our blessings? Open the book of life and go for litigation? You can start with… Maybe the cheeky bank director first, forgive me but I didn’t like him much! Or me…. We are all debtors and we have no way of paying our debts. That’s why You always give us a second chance. Not because we deserve it but because we give You the assurance that we can make things better and be better. I really don’t remember saying anything but then I realized that they were all staring at me especially the hand-in-the-pocket dude. Then to my shock he nodded and said he will think about it… About what? Father what did I say? My Mentor said something about the second chance analysis, what was that? Oh Dad, thank you for the second chance because I have no clue what that is. Thank You for the one You gave them and the one You give me every day. Please help us make good of it.
This is Your daughter, I am checking in.
