Today is again easy. “G” “G” is for grace, indescribable, undeserved, and unending.
When I think of all the ways God has “graced” me, I am humbled. And not just me. I read Scripture and see God’s grace to the Israelites time and time again. I see God’s grace extended to others everyday. But the one thing about grace that needs to be said is this:
While God’s grace may be free, it isn’t cheap. It was paid with a price. A big one.
When God extends His grace, we need to remember the price that was paid for it and to make sure we don’t just accept the gift casually.
I don’t understand God’s grace. I’m just grateful for it.
(Please read my post here to better understand this follow-up. I promised myself when I started blogging that I would never be anything but real. That I would be willing to admit when I didn’t follow through on something. You decide for yourself what you think of how I handled this situation in light of what I said in the earlier post.)
First of all, I was right. The candidate was voted in before the vote was even taken. It was unanimous except for the two abstentions. (Do you need to ask?) You had to be there to know what I mean. The chairperson was directing the vote with every word he spoke. I’ve never been in a meeting where the process of deciding on a pastor was accomplished with almost no discussion. Was there a moment when we could’ve spoken up? Honestly, I’m not sure there was and considering how the evening was going, I’m not sure it would have served any purpose. Their minds were made up. My little voice would have made no difference except to plant a seed of doubt. I prefer to be like Joshua and Caleb rather than the ten “nay”sayers.