“Where grace exists, it reigns.” C. H. Spurgeon I’m scared of grace. And this realization comes in the midst of a journey I’ve been on that has the fingerprints of God all over it. If we were to gather 50 Christians in the same room and invite people to share adjectives that come to mind when trying to describe “grace,” I doubt “scary” would be anyone’s answer. (It probably wouldn’t be mine either, in case anyone is thinking I’m exalting this term in some sort of holier-than-thou way.) We’d hear things like amazing, undeserved, free, kind, love. Of course, it’s inevitable that the crucifixion of Jesus is vocalized in some way. Essentially, we’d have a huge list of very positive and affirming adjectives that rightly depict the wonderful activity and riches of God’s grace. What if we asked a slightly different question? How would we answer, “how does a person obtain grace?” I’m guessing we’d start throwing out an...
Reflections on a life lived for King Jesus.