The Crimson Covered Farm Life

Forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead

Spelling grace

In the midst of printing off spelling worksheet, the dishwasher droning on, the chatter of children looking for their Bibles so they can meet with their oldest sibling for “their” Bible time, I pray for Grace.

In the midst of alarms beeping, hushed voices of nurses and nervous voices of too soon brand new parents, by the grace of God alone, Grace sleeps.

What is grace? Grace is God’s unmerited favor.  Grace is God doing for us what we do not deserve.  Grace can also be defined as God’s sufficiency or God’s complete fullness in our lives as believers.

Who is Grace? One of the tiniest babies to bless this world this past week.  A small miracle who even now has climbed a mountain and can finally be nourished by her mother’s milk.  Grace has overcome her first obstacle. Grace is teaching her Aunt and Uncle daily more about God’s grace in their lives as they snuggle their kids into bed tonight.

G – God’s 
R – Righteousness
A – At
C – Christ’s
E – Expense
 

Why have I received God’s unmerited favor? God gave me grace, God gives you grace, why is it so hard to believe, to understand, to comprehend?  It’s unfathomable. Grace for us.  For us all.

And yet we continue to breath, wasting precious breath on bickering, complaining and gossiping never extending grace to those who need it in our lives.  Our ranting completely wipes from our minds that we ourselves needed grace, once. Still need it, daily. Depend on it. Like air.

Grace breathes in that air, that very air we pollute with our grace deprived words. What a world we present to that precious, tiny miracle.  I pray that now she is here, Grace will abound.

How am I spelling grace? With the ticking of the clock, the beeping of the ventilators and the grading of the spelling sheets. Grace, God’s righteousness at Christ’s expense.