I was pondering the idea of grace. Sometimes, I think I am guilty of being stingy with the grace that I am called to extend to others. If I am really honest with myself, I often withhold grace. I give enough to make me feel like I am extending grace…but I often hold a little back too.
It’s almost like a part of me fears that I will give too much grace to someone. A part of me still holds onto the idea that the receiver needs to somehow earn another dose of grace before I can continue being gracious. BUT, that is not grace at all. Grace is an undeserved, unmerited, no-strings-attached gift.
How much grace should we extend to others?
Tonight I came to the conclusion that if uncertain about how you should answer the above question…one should always answer more. When I get to the end of my life, I will most likely discover that I didn’t do this thing called “extending grace” perfectly… that I made a lot of mistakes in the process.
However, I would much rather err on the side of too much grace. If I discover that I was wrong on how much grace I should have extended to others while journeying through this life, then I would rather be having this conversation with my Heavenly Father (the ultimate grace giver) than the alternative… well Eileen…
you were too accepting
you were too merciful