My sister and I were talking a long time ago about what word from scripture really defined our life. My word, I thought, was hope. With my depression, I often feel hopeless. I need hope to help me get through those dark days. My sister’s word was grace. My guess for this was because she was the more “rebellious child” so she needed more grace than I did. The truth about grace is, we all need it.
My older brother recently preached a message about grace. It is actually the inspiration for this blog post. Sure, I knew about grace. I’m a good little Christian girl. Everybody in the church knows what grace is…Right?
Ephesians 2:8-9 says, “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast.” I have known this verse my entire life. It reminds us that we cannot earn salvation in Jesus. We cannot earn our way into heaven. It is solely through receiving the gift of Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross for our sins that gets us into heaven. By grace, we have been saved through faith.
Okay, so what am I getting at? What are my thoughts behind this grace word? I have already accepted Jesus into my heart. I have received grace to be saved. Boom! It is done. One way ticket to heaven for me. But now what? I’m still here on earth. If I was created to know God, shouldn’t I be with Him already now that I have accepted His invitation to be with Him?
Grace. Why is this word so important? My life is not perfect. I am not a “good” Christian by the world’s standard. I do not like going to church. I do not read my Bible every day. I do not even always pray before I eat. (I know you are all gasping right now at what a horrible person I am). I know I could not possibly earn my way into heaven with my bad habits. That is where the importance of grace comes in.
I may not be a “good Christian,” but it is by grace that I can still share the message of Jesus with people. I am not being a hypocrite. I do not claim to be perfect, I do not judge those who are just like me (imperfect), I do not claim to know all the answers, and I do not pretend that I can do anything to make myself worthy of the title Christian. I am a broken vessel. It is by grace that my life story can still be used by God to show people His goodness. By grace, God can use me.
I often forget my value on this earth. I often wish I did not have to wake up every day. But I am blessed with a strong Momma and amazing sister that keeps me going when all hope feels lost. Grace. I am undeserving of the blessings in my life. Grace. I make mistakes that break the heart of God, but He still wants to use me. Grace. I mark myself unworthy of life, but I am given breath for every new day. Grace.
Grace should not be a word believers use to justify bad behavior. It also should not just be used to describe salvation. Grace is an outpouring of God’s goodness on His people who choose to receive it all day long. Throughout the day, grace.
We cannot do anything for grace. Since we did not do anything for grace, we cannot do anything to have it taken away. Grace is not about what we do or what we have done. Grace is all about what Jesus DID. Jesus’ death on the cross made us worthy of the outpouring of God’s grace instead of God’s wrath. Grace is a covering.
I need hope just as much as I need grace in this life. The grace of God is what gives me hope. The grace of God is what makes me loved. The grace of God is what gives me joy. Without grace, there is no reason for life.
For more about Grace and to hear my brother’s sermon, follow the link here. Be blessed and may the grace of Jesus Christ be upon you.