Luke 13:1-9

"One more chance! Just give me one more chance."

Sounds familiar. The plea imparts a desire to improve life. Another chance is what most people are searching for today. There is a second chance and we are invited to use it wisely.

That's the point of Luke 13. This parable's lesson is that mercy and grace are available to all who will come to Christ in time. Eventually time runs out. There is an urgent call to use the second chance wisely. This is a judgmental word filled with overtones of grace.

Jesus spoke of two disasters in verses 1-5. These provided no proof that people who suffer such are worse sinners than others. Everybody is in danger of judgment unless they repent. He drove this home by telling a story about a fig tree that failed to produce fruit.

Jesus reminds us that God gives second chances and they are to be used wisely. A note of the nearness of spiritual disaster is sounded. Yet, there is also a season of grace.

An Invitation to Repent

Sadly we don't always accept it. A family went to a lake on July 4. One of those family members was a boy five years old who loved to fish. He was on the pier fishing when his mother called him to lunch. Reluctantly, he approached the cabin. Reaching the front door, his mother said, "Wash your hands." He replied, "Why? I haven't touched anything dead!"

Many feel the same way about repentance. Until we have done something gross, dirty, and obviously wrong we see little need for repentance. The March 19, 2001 issue of Newsweek had as its cover story, "The Darkest Corner of the Internet," which focused on how the web has fed a shocking increase in the sexual exploitation of children. To our secular way of thinking, repentance is for the person whose hands are soiled by death, theft, lying, greed, or sexual exploitation on the Internet. Little do we realize that we, too, need an attitude of repentance.

Repentance Is Turning From A Destructive Course

As a child I watched a semi-tractor and trailer pass our house on Jefferson Street and turn onto Franklin Street, the next one over. The driver of that 18-wheeler was evidently lost because he was heading toward a wooden bridge crossing Little River. I ran to see what was going to happen. When I got to Franklin Street, I saw the truck come to a screeching halt. The driver saw what lay before him, turned around, and found another way out of town.

We are to turn away from courses leading to destruction. If we don't we'll crash into weak bridges, ensuring our destruction — bridges build by selfishness , arrogance, and a host of other destructive materials. These bridges are built on sin. We can turn away. The chance is given and is to be used wisely through daily repentance. But why bother?