I’m looking for spoons. Again. Seems like every time I come into the kitchen the spoons have mysteriously vanished. The truth is it’s no mystery, I know that they are all somewhere in my son’s room. I’ve repeatedly asked him to please bring the spoons into the kitchen, and in fact the door to his room opens up into the kitchen so I really see no reason why he never does this. It can be so frustrating to me and it sounds silly saying it out loud but I’ve come to hold a grudge against my son because of these spoons. Could I go in there and get them myself?
Sure, but that’s not the point. The thing is, I actually give my son grace on this all the time. I give him grace to his face, but in my mind it eats me up. I can’t let it go. So is that really giving grace? There is a peace that comes with giving that grace from your heart, the kind of grace that we received from God when his son Jesus died on the cross for our sins. Unmerited favor. Not because we deserved it. But because of His love for us.
With Easter on the way, I’ve been thinking a lot about what Christ endured for us, because He loves us so much. Not just the physical pain, but that He actually carried all of our sins. It’s just an unbearable thought!
This made me think about how lately it’s hard for me to give grace for even the simplest things. Why is it so hard to extend grace, knowing how much we’ve received? I think maybe it’s because we sometimes forget, even if just for a moment, how much grace has been given to us.
The Bible says
“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” — Romans 5:8.
I’m thankful for the reminder that Easter brings. Receiving grace and offering grace go hand in hand. We can’t truly receive the extravagant grace of God if we are not willing to turn around and allow Him to pour into others through us.
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“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith – and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God.” — Ephesians 2:8