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Years ago I was at a party. I drank too much, but as a realized I was about to throw up I simultaneously realized that my legs wouldn’t work. Puke was coming but I wasn’t going anywhere, so I did what any reasonable person would do; I pulled my collar out and puked down my shirt.
About that same time I was at another party. The party was over and it was time to go home. I was completely wasted when I got to my car so I decided to sleep right there in the driver’s seat. I woke up in the middle of the night covered in puke again. Oh, and I had crapped my pants.
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I went out drinking with my brother one night (there seems to be a common theme here…). On our way home, my brother floored it through the neighborhood, getting a good laugh out of me. You know how some intersections have a dip in them? We hit one of those at about 60 mph and went airborne. We landed and immediately smashed through the back yard fence of someone’s house. There we were, two of society’s finest, in someone’s back yard at 2am. My brother threw it in reverse and we sped home.
Did I say home? I meant to my cousins’ house. I was staying there because I had been kicked evicted from my previous residence. They were a Christian couple with two small children, and the Guard boys were crashing at their place for a while.
We were locked out that night, so my brother went around to the back door. He got in, but forgot about me, and I think I forgot about him… I was woken up by my cousins and their kids as they were leaving for church. They opened the front door and there I was, passed out on the Welcome mat.
How do you explain that to your 6-year-old?
A few years later I put my faith in Christ and he forgave me. When he forgave me, he forgave a LOT of sins.
I was a parasite, and everyone knew it, but I fell in love with Jesus.
How can you NOT love Jesus?
For example… Jesus is at a fancy party that was thrown by a Pharisee, a member of the “religious elite” in Jesus’ day (Luke 7:36-50).
Things get interesting when the party gets crashed by the town whore. She shows up uninvited, ignores everyone at the party, and falls at Jesus’ feet. She’s a wretched outcast, and she wears that reputation, but she’s heard about the grace of Jesus… and she worships him.
Right there on the spot he forgives her, then he tells the Pharisees that SHE loves God more than THEM! Bold move.
The whore loved him more.
She knew how bad she was and how bad she needed the grace and forgiveness of Jesus.
I was the whore in the story, but now Jesus calls me His.
Derek Webb explains it well: