“But by the grace of God I am what I am…” 1 Cor 15:10 (KJV)
In life we're taught repeatedly that we reap what we sow. Perhaps that's why grace makes no sense at all.
Lately God has been reminding me that grace - thankfully - is and will always be His initiative. Not ours. Grace has no terms and conditions. There is no vetting process. It isn't based on how lovable or faithful (or faithless) we are. It isn't something we can can earn, work or build toward.
Grace is simply God's gift to us.
It never ceases to amaze (and shock) me that God would consider to love me unconditionally. "Love you anyway," He says every morning. God just won't budge. Time and time again, my weaknesses get the best of me... yet time and time again, He chooses to pour grace upon grace upon grace over me.
“God did it for us. Out of sheer generosity he put us in right standing with himself. A pure gift. He got us out of the mess we're in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be. And he did it by means of Jesus Christ.” Romans 3:24 (MSG)
I am thankful that His grace for me is great and beyond measure. I am thankful that His grace chooses to pursue me despite my long list of shortcomings. I am thankful that His grace never fails to catch me whenever I fall. I am thankful that His grace is not about how good I am, but about how good He is.
Grace. Free. Ever abounding. Relentless. Steadfast. Incomprehensible. Illogical. And just downright ridiculous.
I really don't get/understand grace, but man, I'm thankful that through Him I have it.
This is the way God put it: “They found grace out in the desert…” God told them, “I’ve never quit loving you and never will. Expect love, love, and more love! And so now I’ll start over with you and build you up again...” (Jeremiah 31:3 MSG)