Grace that covers us all..big and small

Swish; swoosh…the sound of the windshield wipers heard again and again as I’m headed down the road. It seems it’s been raining forever, not just the rain you can feel and touch and see, but emotionally raining...that’s the bad rain, Sometimes it’s just a mist and sometimes it’s a tyrant downpour, it’s not as visual for others to see or feel and you very much feel like you might drown- that your al...one. But I’m not…because he feels it with me-he knows even more than I do-The little boy in the backseat. We’re driving down the road, just he and I. He says in all the seriousness that a five year old can muster “Aunt Tracy, don’t you wish all the bad stuff would just go away that we’ve ever done from the very beginning, that anyone has ever done and we would just have the good stuff left?”

I pear into my rear view mirror and look at the boy (who could not possibly be any cuter than he was then) sitting in the back..quiet, playing with the zipper on his fleece jacket-running the zipper up and down and up and down. My heart cracks a tiny bit more and I silently ask for more wisdom than my pea brain holds so I can help this boy, this precious boy I love-- make sense of all these thoughts swishing and swooshing in his head.

 In a split second my mind is just full of amazing truth.

Buddy-we can. We can!!! All the bad stuff that I, or Uncle D or you, or nana or mommy or daddy has ever done can be washed away from the very beginning. Jesus washes away all our bad stuff when we ask him too-but we have to ask him. He loves us so much that he takes all the bad stuff away and we just have the good stuff left. That’s what Jesus is…He’s good-He loves you.

He was quiet; I could see his face processing. I knew it was a lot for his already full head-but I also had this overwhelming assurance that indeed He can and will take away all the bad stuff from the very beginning-and only the good stuff will be left-just ask..it’s called GRACE.