If Grace Is An Ocean…

we are holding onto the boat for dear life. 

The captivating concept of guilt has overwhelmed my thoughts recently. 

I believe it’s the number one thing that satan uses as ammo. 

We slip up for a hot second 

and then we live in guilt for years and years because of said thing.

Resulting in Satan’s temporary win.

Jesus was beaten, bruised, stabbed and nailed to the cross 

so that in turn we could live in FREEDOM.

Not so we could spend a life here in this psycho world twiddling our thumbs

regretting the past.

When Jesus says our sins are far as the east is from the west

HE’S SERIOUS.

He legit doesn’t even think of them once we have asked for forgiveness and turned.

He shakes his head and says “The past is so trivial.. get over yourself.”
What good does it do to sit around moping that we once went against the Lord.

He is so full of grace and begging for us to accept it!

It is ultimately a form of pride to think that our sin is too great to be truly forgotten. 

I have done some stupid things and given into my flesh many times 

but because of that the Lord has molded me and made me and 

shown me how great and necessary His grace truly is.

If I hadn’t of screwed up I personally wouldn’t have truly grasped his love for me.

Being in the pit made me realize how necessary it is for HIM to show me the mountaintop.

I would be no where near it without Him.

Every single day I have the choice of 

wallowing in self pity

or falling on my face praising him for this GIFT of grace.

It makes no sense.

It isn’t attainable.

It is legit a gift. 

He says that even on our most righteous days…. 

we are as sick as filthy rags.
Clearly he’s saying we are nothing without Him.

The pope is as gross as a rag.

Billy Graham. Scum.

Mother Teresa. Dirty. 

Joyce Meyer. In need of a Redeemer. 

GOOD PEOPLE but still thoroughly in desperate need of grace. 

We would be nowhere without him…

Which legit brings tears to my eyes…

IT MAKES NO SENSE.

I am so thankful though.

Ah so grateful.

Because of this, everything in me wants to do good…

not because I am trying to attain His love…

but because I know he loves me anyway. 

What a freaking great God we have.

I am daily reminded of all the ‘gods’ we saw on the race last year.

Heartbreaking.

In Asia alone we saw hundreds and hundreds of different gods.

Statues, animals and possessions… you name it. It was a god.

Elephants. Stones. Carved faces. Carved buddha the size of a 5 story building.

Nothing but emptiness. 

We went to a village in India and gave them the simple message of the gospel 

and they were immediately open to Jesus but extremely apathetic.

“Yeah we’ll take your god…. why not add him to the pot.”

They are desperate for anything.

People starving themselves and bending over backwards doing “good deeds”

in order to get in good with the gods…

that they may be saved when they die.

They’re missing the GIFT.

I too ran around like a chicken with my head cut off…

searching for any god.

anything to make me happy.

For too long I didn’t even attempt to accept grace. 

Yeah I “accepted it” and got baptized a few times… 

trying to go through the steps so I wouldn’t “Burn in hell”

but what it truly is, is letting the Lord melt our hearts of stone….

realizing He has no reason to save us but the fact that he counted us worthy…

accepting his gift…

with faith that he is the one true God.

and giving our lives for his glory. 

Yeah, we’ll still have crap days…

and want to run in the opposite direction

and not care about anything the Spirit says,

but he is Faithful.

He says “Never will I leave you or forsake you”
He is good.

He will never leave.

He watches us run off….

and calls our names subtly until we return 

where he embraces us and rejoices. 

Eventually we grasp it and we don’t find the need to sprint off anymore.

He is so loving.

He loves you…

because he loves you…

because he loves you.

No explanation.

Just accept it and let it change you from the inside out.

You are loved. 

Let go of the boat.