My sweet Anne.
She didn’t use her words. All she had to say was… “Please stop touching me.” But she stuck her pencil up the little girl’s nose instead. That poor sweet girl. Anne hurt her feelings – and then something remarkable happened.
Anne felt remorse.
She told me later, “I wish I hadn’t done it. I want to take it back. …And I want to give my brain injury back too.” Well, that last part wasn’t remorseful, but it was honest! …Sweet, precious Anne.
I’ve been struck by something powerful as I’ve been blogging through the bible… God always gives the sinner a chance to repent. And when true heart-repentance occurs, God is merciful.
Anne pleased God today. She was repentant. And that makes heaven rejoice!
In spite of her rash actions, it was a Good Friday for Anne. It has been for me too :)
Happy Good Friday, and Happy, Happy Easter!