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Grace

Meg

I told her it was dangerous. I told her the jumping on the couch was not allowed. And so, she ran away crying, mad at me for laying down the law. She ran out of the room, and crashed her face into some unknown object. The end was a bloody nose. A consequence. An outcome.

Disobedience brings outcomes. Resistance comes at a cost. This could start to be a really depressing post for all of you. You might expect me to start ranting and raving about all the disobedience in the world. I could point fingers. Come up with examples. Make a point.

Or, I could talk about grace. A grace none off us really deserve. Because, as adults, we should really know better than to run away from God, screaming, and crashing our faces into things. But on our own, that's exactly what we do. We're angry. We don't understand the rules. We want to do things our own way. We run the opposite direction, as fast as we can. But it doesn't solve anything. No, it never does.

Only Jesus.

Only Jesus.

Jesus takes a screaming toddler, and covers up the imperfections. He takes the insecurities, the confusion, the pain, and replaces it with His love. Blemishes, faults, all are taken away. All are covered by His grace and forgiveness.

Grace. Something I don't really deserve.

Forgiveness, something I so desperately need. 


"For you are saved by grace through faith, and this is not from yourselves; it is God’s gift— not from works, so that no one can boast" (Ephesians 2:8-9, HCSB).

God's gift.

And what a marvelous one it is!

For on my own I'd be a screaming toddler. With Him, I'm so much more. I'm clean. I'm forgiven. I have hope and a future!