I’m pretty sure that everyone is expecting me to give a long report of training camp, full of details, hour-by-hour schedules, and a thorough analysis of every member of my team… I am sorry to disappoint, but if that’s what you are looking for, you have come to the wrong blog post. My head is swimming in so many thoughts I don’t know where this post will end up going but if you stay with me and read though my mess of a mind hopefully you will get something out of it… come to think of it, hopefully I will too.
The past couple of months, way back to April before I graduated, I have been struggling with the idea of grace. In these past months it has been extended to me again and again from the most random people in the most unexpected places under the strangest circumstances. I struggle, because I don’t feel I deserve it. I am getting myself into sticky situations and it should be my responsibility to deal with it, so why do these people help me? Why do they feel the need? Why do they sense my struggles, my desperation, my lack of direction in the first place? It isn’t fair to them.
As over used as it is, a phrase that kept coming to my head was a lyric from the band Reliant-K, “The beauty of Grace is that it makes life not fair.” (I don’t care about your feelings towards the band, you have to admit, that is a beautiful truth that has been presented to us.) We don’t deserve grace, thank the Lord it isn’t based on what is considered “fair” or not. If we got what we deserved we would be in hell, truth. The concept of grace is being given a gift you do not deserve, like a high grade on a crappy project, money towards a plane ticket you are expected to cover yourself, extra time to complete paper work that was due last week, a reduced fine on a speeding ticket, a second chance, the examples are endless.
It is important to realize the relevance and need of grace, because if you brush it off, it is basically a way of saying that you don’t need God. And there is nothing farther from the truth than saying you don’t need God.
(I’m cutting it short, because the entirety of what I have written is 1,000 words but worry not, all loose ends will be tied up with part 2! And who knows? You may even get to hear a bit about training camp…)
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