I gave my life to Christ 5 years 3 mos and 10 days ago and every single one of those days since, I have struggled with the concept of grace.
I just can't quite grasp it, fathom it, embrace it, wrap my brain around it. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a color coded, organizational, neat freak. I like that everything in the refrigerator goes back in the same spot every single time. What? Is that weird? It's called managing your time? Ok, I am digressing, but I do try to put grace in this neat little compartment like my milk & eggs. In my heart and brain I have it tidily kept so when I need it, I just pull out the grace file and refer to the notes. But it just won't stay neat and tidy. It overflows the compartment and it spills out all over the place and it touches every other heart and brain compartment and it just wont keep it's hands to itself.
And there you have it. Grace. It's all consuming and relentless and never ending and definitely not meant to be kept in a tidy little compartment. But what is it?
God won’t love you any more or any less no matter how you serve him. What you get out of service is joy.
You don’t get approval. God already approves of you, but it’s not because of what you do. He approves of you because of what Christ did for you.
That’s called grace.
I pray for myself and for you, being rooted and established in love,that you may have power, together with all the Lord's holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ (Ephesians 3:17-18) and that you just let it flow out all over the place.