By Carl Fish
Hi my name is Carl,
It is only by the Grace of God that I’m able to write to you today. You see like so many people I have had my trials and tribulations that could have forever changed my life. It could have been that time that I broke into the local school with friends when I was a boy. It could have been that time when I lied about sorting cans when I was a boy just to get paid fast to buy some candy. It could have been when I stole that inappropriate magazine when I was a very young teenager. It could have been that time when I got drunk at 16 just to be cool. It could have been that time I smoked pot with my cousin, just because I succumbed to peer pressure. It could have been the many times I road home from a party with my best friend, when we were both drunk. It could have been that time when I was extremely tired driving home from work and spun my car 460 degrees and narrowly missed a telephone pole. It could have been the time I wrote a check that I didn’t have the funds in the bank to pay. It could have been the numorous times I allowed myself to be distracted and narrowly missed the dark figure walking near the side of the road. It could have been the many, many times that I allowed my arrogance to hurt my family and those people I care about. It could have been that It is only by the Grace of God that I’m able to write to you today. You see like so many people I have had my trials and tribulations that could have forever changed my life. It could have been that time that I broke into the local school with friends when I was a boy. It could have been that time when I lied about sorting cans when I was a boy just to get paid fast to buy some candy. It could have been when I stole that inappropriate magazine when I was a very young teenager. It could have been that time when I got drunk at 16 just to be cool. It could have been that time I smoked pot with my cousin, just because I succumbed to peer pressure. It could have been the many times I road home from a party with my best friend who was drunk. It could have been that time when I extremely tired driving home from work and spun my car 460 Degrees and narrowly missed a telephone pole that would have surely killed me. It could have been the time I wrote a check that I didn’t have the funds in the bank to pay. It could have been the numorous times I allowed myself to be distracted and narrowly missed the dark figure walking near the side of the road. It could have been the many, many times that I allowed my arrogance to hurt my family and those people I care about. It could have been those times when I did my friends wrong.
It is only by the Grace of God, that I have not been a headline in a paper or a mugshot on the wall. Or inevitably worse. Y
So please remember when you read a story and you see someone who has made a mistake that it could have been me or maybe you, that is in that position. Only by th Grace of God and the blood of Jesus are we forgiven and given numerous more chances in life, to get it right.
