Friday, January 22, 2016

God's Grace

There is something indescribable about the grace of God.  It cannot be understood.  The human heart and mind cannot fathom a favor that cannot be purchased, cannot be earned.  Quite to the contrary.  God's grace is lavished on even the most despicable specimens of human life.  Those who would never in a million years qualify to even taste for one millisecond the grace of God are invited to not only drink deeply, but encouraged to bath in the glory of God that is His unmerited favor.  How does a love like this work?  Why does He offer this exquisite gift?  Why take what is destined for the ash heap and make it all new? Indeed, to grant it to the prominence of a child of the king with the full rights that come with that position!  We will never understand this side of eternity.  All I know is that my soul craves it in explicable ways.  When I consider it and all of its implications in my life, my throat tightens and my eyes fill with tears.  Even my desire for it makes no sense and is likely, I strongly suspect, not even my own.  The only logical conclusion remains is that I was made for it.  It completes me.  It redeems me.  It makes me new.  It makes me whole. If I will let it, if I surrender to its healing powers, it will make me like Jesus. Like a surgeon’s knife it cuts away everything that is dead and dying and leaves vibrant, thriving life.  God's grace is the medicine that I need for an ill that I did not know I had.  Sin is a terminal illness and God's grace is the healing balm.  This magical mystical miracle cure that is God's grace defies explanation.  It is not rational, fair or equitable.  It is quite simply something to be embraced, accepted, immersed in, leaned on and surrendered to.  God’s grace is the breath that I breath, my only sustenance, the rock I stand on, the wings I soar upon, the sweet spice of life, my liberation, my hope and my provision.   And meaningful life apart from it is impossible. However, at the end of the day I am as ignorant about it as a child who asks “why is the sky blue?”.  I am not equipped to understand, but only to receive.


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