“My message, unchanged for more than fifty years, is this: God loves
you unconditionally, as you are and not as you should be, because
nobody is as they should be. It is the message of grace…A grace
that pays the eager beaver who works all day long the same wages
as the grinning drunk who shows up at ten till five…A grace that
hikes up the robe and runs breakneck toward the prodigal reeking
of sin and wraps him up and decides to throw a party no ifs, ands,
or buts…This grace is indiscriminate compassion. It works without
asking anything of us…Grace is sufficient even though we huff and
puff with all our might to try to find something or someone it cannot
cover. Grace is enough…Jesus is enough” (Brennan Manning, All Is Grace: A Ragamuffin Memoir)
I had a decent sort of day. Not fantastic. Not horrible. Just decent.
On days like these, I need the grace of God.
I’ve had days where everything goes wrong and I have two left feet and I can barely remember my own name.
On those days, I need the grace of God.
I’ve also had days where all the traffic lights were green and I got the coffee/creamer mix just right and I was in rare form at work.
On those days, I need the grace of God.
There’s not a day that will ever go by where I don’t need grace.
My advice for those of you reading this. You need grace every day, so give grace every day.
Social media these days is filled with vindictiveness and spiteful words, mostly along the lines of my side is right, therefore yours must be evil and wrong and stupid.
Buck the trend by showing and giving grace to everyone, even those on the other side of the political aisle who say things you don’t agree with.
Give grace because you may one day need it from someone else.
Give grace because you have already received it in abundance from the God of all Grace.
I love grace because it comes to me when I don’t deserve it and is always more than I expected and always leaves me better than when it found me.
That’s God’s way. That’s grace.