I don’t believe grace.

I believe in it.
I believe in a grace that is lavished upon us by the blood of Christ.
I believe in a grace that is unfathomable, unending, and insurmountable.
I believe in a grace that conquers.
I believe in a grace that heals.
I believe in a grace that is free.

But I do not believe this grace for myself.

Because I can not seem to stop trying to earn it.

Stupid sheep that I am.

I become underwhelmed with the Lord and overwhelmed with my sin constantly.  The joy of my salvation succumbs to the weight of my guilt.  I forget grace.  I forget truth.  I forget the cross.

How can I claim that “I have become  a servant of this gospel by the gift of God’s grace given me through the working of his power” (Ephesians 3:7) if I struggle to claim that it is “by grace you have been saved, through faith, and this is not of yourselves” (Ephesians 2:8)?

Stupid, stupid sheep.

But praise the Lord for his patient, perfect, unfailing love – for there is grace even to cover those who forget it.

“If we are faithless, he remains faithful, for he cannot disown himself” (2 Timothy 2:13).

I am so thankful today that the Lord’s consistency is not contingent on mine.

I am so thankful that his grace does not waver with my unbelief.

I am so thankful for the gospel.  I am so thankful for Jesus.

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