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I was sitting in my car at an intersection, the turn signal set for left, towards home. It was dark and there were no other cars around.

I was crying. Not just a few tears here and there, but really crying.

I was so incredibly lost and broken.

How did I get to this place? So lost in my own sin.

I wanted to change, but I believed it was too late for me. I felt like my downward spiral was out of my control.

It was here, at this dark intersection, that I first experienced the scandalous grace of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

As I sat at that intersection, I felt a gentle voice tugging at my heart. This voice told me that I had a choice. That I didn’t have to keep living the way I had been living. But that I had to choose.

I could choose to follow God and find life, or continue on my current path, which would bring nothing but continued destruction, pain, and death.

Just like the intersection before me, I had to choose to go one of two ways.

The first way: Home. Life. Salvation through Christ.

The second way: Death.

Salvation? How? How could I be salvaged? I was an ugly, broken, deceptive, manipulative person.

I was the sinful woman, unworthy to even kiss Jesus’ feet (Luke 7:26-50). I was the woman about to be stoned by the crowd (John 8:1-11). I was the rebellious woman at the well (John 4:1-42).

I wanted to choose life. But I thought it was too late for me. For years I had sown nothing but death into my life. How could I now reap life?

But, despite all of these things, Jesus spoke up in my defense. He stepped between me and the crowd. He showed kindness when I only deserved disdain. He suffered the fate that I deserved.

Jesus defended me. He fought for me. And then He died for me.

He thought nothing of the consequences to Himself. He willingly offered to take my place on the cross, though He was utterly blameless.

Surely there must be some mistake. I don’t deserve to be saved.

Why? Why, Lord, would You choose me? Why would You save me?

The only answer: Scandalous grace.

When I deserved only death, He gave me life.

He covered me and my sins with His scandalous grace.

That night, I was washed clean by the blood of Christ. Not because I deserved it. Not because I could ever earn it. But because of the grace of Jesus Christ (Ephesians 2:8-9), and I will never be the same again. In Him, I am a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17).

In the years since that night, I have been far from perfect. Life has been far from perfect. I still stumble. I fall. I sin. The difference now is that I am redeemed. With God’s leading, I recognize and repent of my sinful nature. I am loved with unconditional love, and I am covered by scandalous grace. The difference now is that I can share the truth of Jesus with others.

And every day I praise the awesome God who saved my life.

Jesus’ grace is available to everyone who chooses to believe in Him (John 3:16). If you think it’s too late to turn away from sin and turn toward Christ, you’re wrong. It’s not too late. Seek Jesus and find everlasting life in Him. 

I would love to hear about your experiences of the scandalous grace of Jesus in the comments below!The Scandalous Grace of Jesus: My Story

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  1. I, too, am in awe of our Lord Jesus’ grace. Thanks, Bree. Your sharing is beautiful and inspirational!

    • Thank you! It is a blessing to be able to share about His grace and a blessing to have you read it! 🙂

    • The same is absolutely true for me! I’m so thankful that His grace is endless! Thank you for stopping by 🙂

    • Thank you so much for visiting! It is such a blessing to be able to share with everyone!

  2. This is such a beautiful story. God’s grace is available to all and it really does change lives. Thank you for sharing this at the Grace and Truth link up last week.

    • Thank you for visiting and commenting! We are so blessed to have His grace! I am nothing without Jesus.

  3. What a wonderful story! Thanks for being vulnerable and sharing. I have so many times that I feel that God sized hole in my heart. Thankfully I can finally recognize it for what it really is, and stop trying to fill it with other things (like food or wasted time).

    Thanks for sharing at the Friday Funday Blog Hop #FFBH!

    • I love that: A God sized hole. That’s exactly how I feel! He is the only one who can fill it. Thanks for the comment!

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