Grace. Such a tiny and simple word that seemingly rolls off of the tongue and yet…this word changes lives and saves souls. It is why Christ came. It’s why He died. It’s how I’m saved and how you’re saved. I have done nothing to deserve salvation or the right to speak directly to God and everything to deserve hell. Grace. It changed my life. I can’t earn my way into heaven; no one can.
Grace. It’s a personal gift to me from Christ that can never be taken away; never get lost, broken, forgotten or thrown away. It’s a precious gift – the most precious gift we’ll ever receive – if we take it. Grace is a choice I make just once. It’s a gift wrapped in blood, betrayal, tears, wounds, suffering, miracles and love. It is Christ being crucified for me and my sins personally. Yours too.
Before my existence, Christ looked down and said “Father, send me to save her. I’ll take her punishment if it means she can come home.” And He did. He was crucified for my addictions, my pride, my lies, my lust, and all of my other sins, which are too numerous to be listed here. It was my sin that nailed Him to the cross. My words that condemned Him and yet He defeated death and rose again. He didn’t condemn me; He saved me. He saved you too.
Grace. It’s available to anyone who wants it. My brother, Christ, is sitting with my Father now, watching me grow in grace, hoping that I’ll pick up my cross daily but also knowing that I’m imperfect and loving me despite me.
Grace. One of the most precious gifts. Have you received it?
“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and are justified by his grace as a gift, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus…”