I owe.
I owe.
So off to work I go…

Have you ever heard that little ditty or muttered it as you ran out the door hoping for favor with green traffic lights all the way?

In America, we have generations who have been weaned on plastic. I can remember the jolt of reality when my children told me that I didn’t need dollars I had the little card. I needed that jolt because we needed to teach them about debt and how to live free of it.

Debt is normal in out society. Even our elected government leaders (red and blue) have allowed our country to operate in a deep hole of debt.

However, in our family, debt is not normal. I was taught by my parents that I should not owe anyone anything. I was taught that if I allowed someone to borrow from me I should consider it a gift rather than a loan. Can you imagine how much offense has been avoided by an attitude of gifting rather than loaning?

“Owe nothing to anyone—except for your obligation to love one another. If you love your neighbor, you will fulfill the requirements of God’s law.”
‭‬‬ Romans 13:8

As I joined the Church community in my adult years though, I heard over and over that my life embodied a debt I could never pay. My sin, the sin I was born into, was a death sentence from the beginning.

Driving through Texas

But Jesus took my death penalty for me on the cross. He paid my debt. The debt I could never pay off because the debt of sin could only be redeemed by perfect blood. What a sobering realization!

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Elvina M. Hall

I’ve tried though. Have you?

I’ve tried to help Jesus with my debt. So many days, too numerous to count, I catch myself trying to pay Him back. I catch myself in stinking’ thinkin’ as if I could be good enough or do enough to satisfy the payment Jesus made for me.

Maybe I just need to dwell in the truth I was taught by my parents. If I allow someone to borrow something from me I should consider it a gift. The borrower owes me nothing because I gave it as a gift. Perhaps I should choose to daily live in the truth that this was first God’s idea.

God gave His Son, Jesus Christ, as a gift. Jesus , God Himself, was my substitute for the death penalty I owed. I, in a way, borrowed His atonement, but He gave it as a gift. I wonder if Jesus sees me as owing nothing? Could He see me simply as a receiver of His grace?

I owe.
I owe.
So to Jesus I go.

He paid.
He paid.
And no more do I owe.

I’m free.
I’m free.
Love for Him and others from me I prayed

Will pour abundant because He paid.

Eyes on Jesus and Shine,


12 thoughts on “Owe

  1. A stranger once bought me a meal,
    and then he walked away.
    How could I make my thanks real?
    How on earth could I repay
    this small and treasured timely grace
    offered without obligation
    when I would not know his face
    from any other in the nation?
    And thus the blessing came to me,
    to keep and then pass on,
    and thus is born a charity,
    for though the giver’s gone,
    that day he chose to play his part
    has changed the course of mind and heart.

  2. Love this! Yes, it’s true that we owe Jesus a debt we can’t begin to pay, but he’s not asking us to. Just to accept his gift and live in gratitude. Visiting from FMF#14

  3. I agree, it can be easy to think we have to do something to pay God back instead of just accepting what he gives us as a gift.

  4. Lisa, this is just beautiful. So many old songs came to mind when I read the word prompt. I am so very grateful He paid my debt and all to Him I owe. I owe Him my worship, my adoration, and my thanksgiving. Grateful I stopped here this afternoon!

  5. good adage, money given to friends is always a gift, one that sometimes is regifted and sometimes is not. but making it a gift preserves the friendship doesn’t it? visiting from FMF11

  6. This is a great truth, Lisa, and you made it simple to understand and practical to walk out in daily life. FMF #2

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