On Grace

It’s Friday.  Time to link up with Lisa Jo for Five Minute Friday.  Friday is a time when we “write for five minutes not worrying if everything is just right.” Click HERE to join the fun.

Prompt:  GRACE


Several years ago I was asked to be a part of a cardboard testimony series one Sunday at the church I was attending. If you have never seen these before, they’re pretty powerful.  One by one people holding cardboard signs share their before and after Christ stories. One side is their life before.  The other is their life after.  I still remember what mine said:

Living in denial
Learning the meaning of grace

It’s probably been six or seven years since I walked up on stage that Sunday and shared those written words. As I thought about Lisa Jo’s prompt today, that moment crossed my mind again.

Six or seven years ago…and I’m still in the learning phase.

I haven’t arrived.

Everyday seems to be a new opportunity to grasp just a little more of what His grace means.

When I was little girl, I heard grace mentioned all the time in church. We read Bible verses and we sang songs.

“By His grace you are saved.”

And yet, to me, they were just words that I had memorized.

It’s amazing to me how much that changes when you come to a point in your life when you realize nothing else has been able to save you, when you reach that point on the road when everything you thought would fill you up and satisfy that constant ache for something more has disappointed you again and again and again.

“His grace is sufficient.”

So why do I sometimes experience temporary amnesia when it comes to grace?

Because, one thing I’ve learned is that, this side of eternity, there will always be shiny red apples hanging from trees and catching my eye. There will always be something that will try to sell itself as the quick and easy fix to whatever current trial or temptation I am experiencing.

But, I’ve learned something else along this journey. That’s the beauty of grace. It’s available to me at every step and every turn along the road. When all the quick fixes fail, when all the striving is exhausted, His grace is the only thing that remains.  It’s His steadfast love, it’s His open arms that keep drawing me back home to where I belong.

I can’t earn it, I can only run to Him and receive it.

Don’t be lured away from him by the latest speculations about him. The grace of Christ is the only good ground for life. Heb 13:9 Message

8 thoughts on “On Grace

  1. Jenny Irvine (@jnnyrvn)

    What a beautiful post!! I too often find myself pondering His graces and struggle but this right here —> sums it up beautifully; “It’s His steadfast love, it’s His open arms that keeping drawing me back home to where I belong.” have a blessed weekend my from FMF

  2. Mia

    Dear Eileen
    I was just telling my husband just before I read your post how much grace our Lord extended to me by bringing me to the end of myself. It was there where my heart was able to seek our Pappa with my whole heart and to find Him, His grace, forgiveness and mercy. But I also realized that it was only His grace that was drawing me to Him in the first place!
    Blessings XX


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