it is the gift of God– not by works, so that no one can boast” (Ephesians 2:8-9).
So I’m writing a book.
It’s about control.
But its also about finding grace in the out-of-control moments of life.
Bumping into this strange and extravagant, yet completely practical and necessary gift.
Stumbling upon unmerited favor.
I let hurt words fly and sting, even though You speak love words over me.
I ignore the promptings to still and rest, even though I know the freedom those words can bring.
Grace finds me.
When I flounder, fall or fail, Your mercy prevails.
When I miss it or mess up, Your love is still enough.
When I fear, fret or freak, Your grace covers my weak (and my week).
Grace, oh such grace.
I do not deserve it.
I am not worthy to receive it.
Yet, You give. And then You give some more.
I do not understand it. Yet, I am eternally grateful.
Each day, may this be said of me…
“I’m breathing in your grace, and breathing out your praise.”*
Worship the One who gives and gives grace upon grace.