Some days I’m known as the one who messed up. Usually I place this label on myself, feeling heartbroken over harsh words I’ve spoken or insensitive actions I’ve taken.
But what if my mistake is a really big one? One that people will remember? One that will go along with me into each new relationship or situation I face? One that others will talk about, maybe even read about years from now?
Can you imagine the shame, regret, and pain accompanying such a mistake?
Eve could. She lived it.
Eve was the very first woman. The first wife. The first mother. And she was also the very first person to ever mess up. Ouch!
I often wonder how Eve would feel about her big mess-up being recorded for all the world to see. Though I’m sure she was embarrassed over her mistake, would she be bothered that we know, or would she gladly share it with us herself if given the chance?
I like to picture her sitting next to me on the sofa, her hand tenderly placed over mine, reliving that moment in time. The confusion, the pride, the discontent – sharing all that led up to her poor choice and all that followed.
Of course, instead of listening and learning, we could point fingers at Eve. We could shame her for falling for Satan’s tactics. We could tell her all she should have done differently and point out exactly where she went wrong. But if we’re wise, we’ll take a step back and see Eve for who she is … a woman just like you, just like me.
Eve was a woman who loved God and walked with Him. A woman who looked a little too closely at the glitz and glitter Satan held out before her. A woman who knew God, who knew better, but still chose poorly. A brokenhearted woman living out the consequences of that poor choice. We are all that woman. Every last one of us.
But there is something else Eve experienced that we don’t want to miss. God didn’t leave Eve to pick up all the pieces by herself. He sought her out. He talked to her. He listened. He discussed the consequences of her disobedience. But then He lovingly clothed her and removed her from the garden before more harm could come to her.
God blessed Eve with a second chance. A second chance to live in obedience, to be the godly woman, the wife, the mother He created her to be.
Friend, He does the same for you and me.
Remember those words you spoke carelessly, wounding your friend’s heart? Remember the parenting mistakes you made – the ones you wish your kids couldn’t recall? Remember the marriage vows you broke? The promises you failed to keep? The task you only performed half-heartedly?
Regardless of what “big” mistakes we’ve made, God is there — seeking a relationship with us — desiring to grant us forgiveness, to saturate us in His love, and to extend to us that second chance we so desperately need.
Don’t hide from Him. Eve would tell you to step into His presence, just as you are.
Don’t keep secrets from Him. Eve would tell you He is able to handle every last bit of it.
Don’t refuse to leave your mistakes with Him. Eve would tell you to lay them at His feet, accept His forgiveness, and walk with Him into your new life — one filled with second chances.