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A Lesson in Grace

hotel.jpgI never thought God could use a trip to San Antonio to continue to teach me things about this journey. As I mentioned in my previous post, when I arrived in Texas on Monday night (around 11pm), I was weary from a long day and ready to check into my room at the Holiday Inn express. It’s not my hotel of choice, but it’s where my meeting was being held early the next morning, so it’s where I was staying, or so I thought.

The nice people behind the counter at said hotel, kindly informed me that all of the rain had damaged a number of their rooms and I was going to be “walked to the Westin”. I had no clue what “The Westin” was, or why they were going to “walk” me anywhere. The next thing I know, I am given directions to my next destination. When I walked into the lobby, it was pretty clear that this was certainly not the Holiday Inn. From the valet parking at the front door, to the lobby big enough to land a plane in, as the man behind the counter said “this is quite an upgrade from the Holiday Inn”.

When I finally got to my room, I found the square footage to be larger then my apartment when I was single (and much nicer), robes in the closet, Starbucks coffee on the counter, even a telephone next to the toilet in the bathroom. This is the kind of place you see in movies and never dream of paying for one night for. The most amazing part came in the morning when I got my bill. It literally read $0.00. That’s right. No charge. Free. Zip. Zilch. Nada. The Holiday Inn had paid the bill in full.

You probably see what I am getting at here. Isn’t that something like the grace we have been afforded? I didn’t earn this place. There was nothing I did, could have done, or will do to ever have made that possible. Someone else paid my price. All I needed to do was gladly accept the offer, and follow the directions to get there. Even though my original plans were “damaged”, someone had noted my situation and provided a better way. That alone would have been worth it all. But remarkably, they also paid my price in full. Now that really is, as they say, amazing grace.


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Comments · 6

  • Faithwalk · March 16, 2007

    Wonderful post Aaron! Looks like the Lord gave you a hug in San Antonio too.
    My dad owned a hotel down there many years ago, something between the two, A Ramada Inn I think…
    Hope all is well with you, and the travel is ok.

    Blessings to you,


  • rindy · March 16, 2007

    It is awesome how you are seeing and sharing your thoughts on God through all your travel adventures. I love the analogies and am glad He is using them through you to pass on to us. Thank you!

  • superman1224 · March 16, 2007

    Makes sense to me man. Nice post. Looks like you came away from that trip with more than you expected. I love how God works!

  • cutfromtherock · March 16, 2007

    Great post, brother. That’s a great analogy. Grace is something I have trouble grasping at times and this helps piece it all together in my jumbled mind.

  • Aaron · March 19, 2007

    All – Thanks for the comments. That trip, while long and what seemed like never ending proved to be rich with lessons for me personally. It really is amazing how God can take anything and teach us something. Even if it takes 2 hotels, 2 canceled flights and lost luggage to get my attention :)

  • Grits n' Grace · March 19, 2007

    I hope you enjoyed your stay in San Antonio. I also hope you got to enjoy some of the outstanding TexMex food! We live about 2-1/2 hours from San Anotonio and never get tired of going there. It’s a great city with a lot charm and history.


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