How
is it that the heart of my faith, the greatest act of love, and the center
point of all that my life is meant to embody, can be the most misunderstood in
my life? Grace is such a vital necessity
to my walk, yet foreign and undiscovered in many areas of my heart and life.

 It takes multiplying revelation to open my
eyes wider, and my heart further to receive the infinite depth of His grace. And
the degree to which I receive His grace is the limited measurement in which I
can give it.

I
see now that this is a revelation that I cannot live without and one that I
have not desperately pursued.

God
brought me to this quote that still stuns me after four years of being a
Christian. I have this incredible need to be constantly reminded of grace, as
if I lose sight of it every time.

 

“In
one of his last acts before death, Jesus forgave a thief dangling on a cross,
knowing full well the thief had converted out of plain fear. That thief would
never study the Bible, never attend a synagogue or church, and never make
amends to all those he had wronged. He simply said “Jesus, remember me,” and
Jesus promised, “Today you will be with me in paradise.” It was another
shocking reminder that grace does not depend on what we have done for God but
rather what God has done for us.”

 

-Phillip
Yancey

 

I’m
in such awe of grace. Even more so of the One who bestows it. I am at the very
beginning of the journey into understanding grace, but I thought I would share
of my travels.