What an amazing word…Grace.
Grace, that unmerited, undeserved, unearned favor that sometimes washes over us like a brand new creation, just for us. Grace.
Have you ever been on the giving end of grace? There is that teetering moment of indecision — because we are all imperfect creatures who struggle with any little bit of good — when we ponder the power that is in our control. Do we extend grace or do we demand justice? But the grace, once given, enlarges our own souls, too. We feel a little bit of the joy the Father must have when he stretches out his graceful arm of compassion. Suddenly the whole world seems to be a more beautiful place, a place where we can and should extend grace.
And oh! The absolute delight of the receiving end of grace. Think of the moment when you realize that your certain and feared future has changed in an instant. If, like me, you were young when God’s grace first swept your future clean, then you need to stop and ponder grace once in awhile. It is easier, I believe, for those who were walking on a dismal, dark journey and stepped into God’s grace knowingly as an adult to remember the instant flood of sunshine, the rain of grace over their heads.
I’m thinking a lot about grace today, because last week my daughter received grace from a judge who had the power to suspend her licence. The statute was clear. But this judge decided to build into my daughter’s life, to help her and teach her rather than exact the letter of the law. How often do you leave a judges chamber and receive a hug and a kiss — yes, a kiss — from a woman who had the power to exact payment. This judge demonstrated grace — unmerited favor — to my daughter and her parents. And as good as that felt (and it felt GOOD!), it made me realize once again how unbelievably mind blowing God’s grace is in our every breath.
Amazing grace, indeed.