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//Saturday, July 07, 2012 11:57 AM
Grace
Grace is Samson, a man favored by God who slaughtered an army of 1000 men with a donkey’s jawbone and still (anointed as he was) gave into temptation and slept with that Siren, Delilah, who shaved his head and stole his strength. At the end of his life, disobedient to God, eyes gouged out, bald, and chained up in a dungeon, he called on God to be used one last time. And God answered.
Grace is Moses when he parts the Red Sea, leads his people out of Egypt, speaks directly to God, and personally delivers the Ten Commandments when in the first chapter of Exodus, he kills a man with his bare hands and buries him in the desert. And when he calls on God, God still answers.
Grace is the apostle Paul, previously known as Saul prior to preaching the gospel, a Biblical contracted killer hunting down and eliminating Christians for a living.
Grace is the woman at the well, and the prostitute who hid spies in her home,
Grace is me here and now, writing this, married and breathing after all the hearts I’ve bruised, the lies I’ve told, the brothers I’ve betrayed, the churches I’ve bashed, and the addictions I’ve let control me.
Grace is the Son of Man being nailed to a tree crying out, “Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do.”
Grace is the thief on the cross who in the last moments of his life shouts to the Christ crucified along side him, “Don’t forget me.”
Grace is Christ’s reply to him: “On this day you will be with me in paradise.”
There is grace that sets me free, and love that came for me. It was poured out. Poured out. This is a perfect love, and perfect love drives away all fear. I don't want to be afraid. I don't want to be lost in my thoughts. I want to be lost in God. I want to be strong with all his strength. What is grace to me? This hurts, God. But there is beauty in the broken. I believe. I will choose to have faith. Your grace touches me. I know that your grace is sufficient for me, and it is made perfect in my weakness. It will be. Here I am Lord, and I am drowning. |
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