It's nice to say that we'd extend grace and give a second chance to anyone, but really?
Any. One?
Awhile ago I asked if you're give *her* a second chance--you know, the girl who the jury found not guilty and who many have posted about on facebook in horror that she's walking around free--Casey Anthony.
A few brave folks shared their thoughts with me. For most, the responses to my question were surrounded in Shame and Uncertainty. There were some who admitted that they just couldn't.
For every person who took a moment to think about the question: I. Admire. You.
POTSC have released two more in their series of posters, asking the question How about him? Last week's was Mike Tyson. All I really know about this guy is that he has apparently abused his wife. News reports and gossip are my educators on his character. How can I judge? Even if I did know him, what can I say?
This week's poster is Darth Vader.

Though I honestly don't even know the character of Darth Vader, having survived 30-something years of never seeing Star Wars {gasp!}, I present the poster to you nonetheless. What I do know is that this villain received grace--the one thing that has impacted my life beyond anything.
It's hard to think introspectively about our personal ability to extend Grace. We all have feelings and perceptions, and it's just so hard not to judge--especially when our culture supports it.
When I posted the question about giving *her* a second chance, I didn't share my own thoughts. More than two fistfuls of days have passed since that post. And for the most part, it's been fairly quiet around here. I've done some living in the quiet and within those days the question has invited me to answer for myself.
I am not sure I want to give my Father another day with my heart. And yet, He's the keeper of it.
When I am honest with Him that I am mad He hasn't done what I think He should have done in me by now, He looks at me with Grace. He lets me feel that way.
And when I am not sure I could give *her* a second chance, or him, or even myself...
He steps in.
He steps in.
For years, God was my fantasy superhero. Never my villain, though, for I couldn't imagine considering Him as such.
Then my eyes were opened and I began to See God as my Father. And I was invited to be honest with a radical question.
What if the poster were of God?
For me, sometimes I {try} to hold hostage *another chance* for God to move in me, when really...He never leaves me alone and He keeps living.
Thank you, Father! It isn't You who ever needs another chance...it's always Me.
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