Friday, November 25, 2011


Last week, a friend asked if salvation was a "free gift, no strings attached." I thought for a moment, and in my head, shouted a resounding, "Yes!"

In the same instant, someone else replied, verbally, with an equally resounding, "No!"

That bothered me, and later, Jordan and I talked about it, and it still kind of bothered me.

Sometimes, I think God knows what we need to hear, and sometimes it comes in forms we might not typically expect. 

This time, He gave me reassurance in the form of a sermon by a preacher I've never heard of, at a church I've never attended.

I know that as believers, we are called to be holy as He is holy. We are called to live Spirit-filled, compassionate, loving, obedient, service-oriented lives. 

But I also know it's all grace. It's all a gift. 

The first-born, good girl side of me, doesn't always like that. I'd rather do something to make me worthy. 

But I can't. 

And so He bestows it freely.

Really, all I can do is say "thank you." And I don't do that nearly enough. 

1 comment:

Kelly Sauer said...

He gave me three words this year, about letting go my control and learning His grace: "Breathe, Open, Receive."

I said in an earlier comment. No more caveats to this gift He has given. We get to be alive now. That is what grace is.

Firstborn or NOT. ;-)