S01E33 When God Winks


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Hi, you’re listening to Alabaster Jars.


I’m Sheena and the title of today’s reading is “When God Winks”


The key verse for today is from Acts chapter 17 verse 30


It says, (pause) “God overlooks it as long as you don’t know any better.”


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I’ve heard it since I was little. It has kept away the guilt and has grown my hope–that God, in His infinite love and mercy, overlooks sins committed in innocence; that there’s no penalty for bad deeds born outside of malice and selfishness. But I never quite put a picture to this truth until recently.


It’s like when I was a child. Mom made the rules and set the consequences of breaking said rules. Mom also administered said rules with a tough hand and a fair mind. There simply were no if’s, but’s or okay-just- this-once’s. Mind you, I’m not boo-hooing over a strict childhood. I liked the predictability and certainty of her expectations. It made my growing up disciplined, yet simple and uncomplicated. The system even played a role in making me feel loved–Mom knew me so well that most always she’d stop me before I broke a rule. But if I did, I definitely had to pay.


Mom was a presence that sort of always hovered over me. But every once in a while, she’d leave Dad in charge. Same rules, same consequences; yet I never got in trouble as much when Dad was in charge. Back then I didn’t understand how and why I got so lucky when Dad was around. But looking back, I can see it clearly now.


Dad focused on the why, rather than the what. He seemed to understand that I often said and did stuff before thinking about it or processing it. He seemed to know that my bad deed was usually never premeditated. So while he always said, “I’m going to have to tell Mom about this,” he waived the consequences. It was as though he weighed my heart against my deed and found me innocent, a victim of lack of understanding. If Dad were the winking kind of guy, I think he would have added a wink to seal the secret deal between the two of us.


And that’s the picture I have of God. Like my mom, He’s all no-nonsense. And He’s also like my dad. He overlooks my sins when I don’t know any better. He chalks it up to a lesson learned and then winks it all away.


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