We are immune to grace.
There. I said it.
I see it all around me and in my own life. I think we don’t extend it to others because we don’t recognize it in our own lives or realize how much of it we need every day.
It’s by the grace of God we take our next breath.
Have a roof over our heads.
Have daily bread to eat.
His grace puts us in families and communities, relationships, and friendships.
His grace heals, forgives, leads, and loves.
How dare we complain?
How dare we not forgive?
How dare we take His goodness for granted?
How dare we forget all His benefits?
His grace alone saves us. Nothing we do, no effort of man can save our souls or make us the heirs of the One who created the universe with a word.
Only His blood dripping from the cross of Calvary, nothing else will suffice.
Surrounded by excess and affluence, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, eventually, we start to believe we are deserving and entitled to it. The problem is we want the gift more than the Giver.
The trappings of Christianity but not the ‘narrow road’ of dying and walking with Christ.
We forget His grace, the price He paid.
We are pampered, petted, and spoiled and think our comfort and safety are something worth fighting and dying for. Living our lives unaffected by His grace.
Every day I experience the injustice of His unfathomable grace.
Because He gave everything, I gave nothing, yet, He gave it for me. And you.
He loves me, protects me, provides for me, and guides me. His requirement? That I:
*Obey Him when He calls
*Forgive any and all who have offended me
*Love the unloveable
*Worship with deep gratitude
*Prefer others over me
*Live like His joy is my strength
When we live this way, grace will infect us once again, and our immunity will begin to wear off.
Oh, let’s be a people marked by the injustice of His grace. Ever grateful and unafraid to lose, to be last, to take up our cross and to love, no longer immune to His amazing grace. Will you join me?