Falling into Grace

Falling into grace... I heard this phrase a few days ago in the lyrics of a Christian song. It caught my attention so readily that I thought about it for days. It sounded good - even musical, but what did this really mean?

Scripture is full of people who needed to do nothing short of the same. Adam and Eve messed up a perfect plan so badly by taking the word of the serpent over God's word. They found themselves naked, hiding, and frantically trying to cover themselves and their sin. Moses ran away - a long way from home for losing his temper and killing an Egyptian, Joseph's brothers, after many years, bowed before him after such ill-treatment of their brother were starving and needed food for their families, And the woman at the well, ashamed of her past and her current living situation met Jesus, who willingly met her where she was. Peter, who promised never to forsake Jesus, did it not once but three times... All these people of the past, and people like you and I have at least one thing in common, we all need grace for the times we have messed up. Big sin, little sin, major crime, minor crime - it really didn't matter then, and it still doesn't today. We all need the one thing not deserved - grace.

So, taking the fig leaf approach, or pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps, to fix your faults prolongs the inevitable. Instead, relinquish control and resist the idea of fixing and covering faults which would only cause us to fall short rather than into the grace Jesus offers.

So, friend, whatever it is, lay it down and surrender it. Fall into His grace so freely offered. You will be glad you did.

But He told me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."

2 Corinthians 12:9

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