That’s grace, isn’t it? The version that we all know from the time we’re old enough to hear the lessons in church. We toss the word around in our day to day lives until it loses all meaning and depth. We say grace. We encourage one another to give ourselves grace. We show grace to our friend when her hard day causes our hearts to hurt. Grace in the midst of the day-to-day has become something soft for me. A gentle way of living. Choosing kindness rather than lashing out in anger.
Is it soft? This grace that comes from God?
It is by grace we are saved. (Eph 2:8)
Grace that took the narrow road so that we might receive favor in exchange for death. Grace that freely gives us the gift to stop working so hard, striving so often, doing so much. A gift, not wrapped up in a cute package with a nice bow but victory in the battle.
This gift is active. It’s present tense. It’s moving me constantly away from my life under the law to a life lived under grace where I let the old dead me behind and somehow at the same time watch as God turns beauty from ashes and puts flesh on dry bones. It’s a daily choice and struggle to say yes to this gift that my heart accepts but my head wants to earn.
And in those moments where God asks me to show this favor to someone else, when it’s hard? When it’s truly unmerited? When my daughter is demanding, clingy, or whiny and I would rather hide under a pillow than pick her “uppy” one more time? When it should be my turn to do “that” and it’s not? When my patience runs low and I want answers and resolution? That is grace, a gift given freely to be given freely. Not easy. Not cute and rehearsed and soft. Unmerited favor. From hearts striving to be just a little bit more like Jesus.
I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday today. If you’re visiting from her site – welcome! If you’re a “regular,” I’d love for you to pop over to Lisa-Jo’s page and visit some of my friends. They write good, brave words over there in 5(ish) minutes each week 😉