People keep saying I need to give myself more grace.
The bible says God’s grace is sufficient.
My middle name is Grace and my first name means grace.
But why do I still feel like I don’t really know what grace is?
For some people it’s an excuse to keep living the way they want.
For others it’s bound up in legalism and red tape.
We are justified freely by it, Paul said to the Romans.
Jesus apportioned it to us, Paul said to the church at Ephesus.
Stephen was full of it, the book of Acts preaches.
Hebrews says there’s a throne made of it.
Preachers preach that I don’t deserve it, but that I get it anyway.
Lucky me.
It’s funny, I can’t find that verse in the bible.
Maybe that sentence is the problem.
Maybe when we tell someone they don’t deserve something,
It starts to work on their heart, and in a not so good way.
Because when I was still a sinner, I didn’t deserve grace.
But now, now I am a daughter of the Most High God.
I am an Heir to the Eternal Throne.
I sit at the right hand of the Father.
And I am a friend of the Son.
I have the Holy Spirit breathing life into my lungs;
He’s shedding light into my dark soul.
I hold all the promises God has ever made in the palm of my hand.
And God thinks I deserve Grace.
He must, even in my name He’s given me a double portion.
Repentance is still essential, obedience is still completely vital.
But I live under grace, not under condemnation.
So let’s stop telling people we don’t deserve the gift God’s given us.
That we don’t deserve the throne made of grace.
That we don’t deserve the forgiveness grace allots.
That we don’t deserve.
What Good Dad sits and tells his beloved child that she doesn’t deserve anything he’s given her?
I have a Good Dad, and He thinks I deserve every last bit of the mountains of Grace He showers me in.
