I’ve been thinking a lot of about grace lately, and how on most days, I don’t really deserve it. But isn’t that true of all of us? Grace is given to use freely by a God who loves us, unconditionally, no matter what. He doesn’t keep a record of wrongs. Oh He wants us to repent of our sin, but even so, God still loves, and He continues to pour out grace abundantly.
Oh, how generous and gracious our Lord was! He filled me with the faith and love that come from Christ Jesus. (1 Timothy 1:14)
On days when life is hard I really have to reach for grace, to accept the truth that there is a God who loves me, who fights for me, and who truly has my best interest at heart. Most days I fight to stay in a place of faith.
The phrase, “held in the grip of grace” kept coming to my mind.
You know that picture of the cat who is barely hanging on to the tree branch, and the slogan reads, “just hang on”? Well I picture me as the cat. All haggard looking, eyes full of fear and uncertainty, barely hanging on. And I picture God as the branch. Although it looks small, there is so much power and strength in the branch. It holds enough strength to hold me, to keep me from falling, and to reassure me of His presence.
That’s how I picture being held in the grip of God’s grace. It’s when my weakness meets His strength. Even though I may feel my circumstances bearing it’s weight upon me, it’s not too heavy for God. Even though the branch may bend and sway with the wind, it will not break. I will not fall.
Grace defined means, “the free and unmerited favor of God.”
Favor defined is, “an act of kindness beyond what is due or usual.”
I get off track sometimes. I go off on my own and hide in a corner, waiting for all of my cares and worries to cease. I pout, I stomp my feet, I shake my fist…at God. Yes, I do. Don’t you at times? God does not promise us an easy life free from pain and trouble. But He does promise He will remain by our side as we walk the journey.
I sometimes feel guilty for allowing my circumstances to cause me so much pain. I haven’t lost a child. My marriage is still in tact. I have a roof over my head and so many things to be thankful for. But there is heartache, disillusionment and worry. It may not be your story, but it’s my story. To some it may not be a big deal, but to me, it’s huge.
I think the last five years has really put a toll on my faith walk with God. Although I’ve never strayed completely off the path, at times I’ve shut Him out. I’ve turned my eyes and walked my own way. Oh I love Him. But when you are hit with one disappointment after another and the season of winter seems to never end, sometimes you need a break to regroup. You need to go to a quiet place and cry tears and stomp your feet, all the while knowing that God is right there beside you, no matter what.
When we are held in the grip of God’s grace, He will not let you go. We may feel as if we are falling, but He will not let us.
I may not know how this particular season we are fighting through will end,
but grace comes and leads me into His truth.
I may be grieving over lost dreams,
but grace comes and turns my mourning into dancing and fills my heart with joy.
I may be broken and bruised,
but grace comes and holds my broken heart and breathes life and healing
And all the while I am reminded that He is a good, good Father.
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