“In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His grace which He lavished on us…” Ephesians 1:7-8a (NASB)
I shrieked at him, pounding his desk with my tightly clenched fist. I was trying to make a point. I felt entitled to my sense of outrage, and wanted him to know. It was quite an exclamation mark.
Did I mention he was my boss? I screamed at my boss. AND pounded his desk.
What was I thinking? Obviously, I wasn’t.
When five o’clock rolled around, I rushed out the door, eager to be in the peace and quiet of my home.
A few minutes after pulling onto the highway, my tire started to scream. And then:
THA-THUMP THA-THUMP THA-THUMP.
It had gone flat.
On a busy highway.
With no shoulder.
Many people would say I got what was coming to me; that God was teaching me a lesson for my childish behavior.
I definitely learned something: He gives grace.
A mile or so down the road, I pulled onto a side street. That’s where I met my good Samaritan. His name was BJ. I called him Grace. Only in my mind, though. I didn’t want him to think I was a crazed psycho lady.
He happily and (almost) joyously changed my tire. Sweat poured down his face, and as he worked, he told me the story of his mom’s car trouble a few weeks back. A kind soul had stopped to help her. BJ was just doing the same.
To him, it was no big deal. But I saw God’s extravagant grace poured out over me. A wonderful gift given when I least deserved it.
Ephesian 1:7 says that through the blood of Jesus, we have been freed from our sins and forgiven of our failures. All this because of His overflowing kindness toward us. Christ is God’s gift of grace to us. We admit our need for Him, accept His forgiveness and turn away from our sins. This opens the floodgates for Him to pour His lavish grace on us.
I’m amazed by His kindness and grace, aren’t you? When I should be condemned for my anger, God gives grace. When my actions deserve punishment in the worst way, He gives grace. When I hurt a loved one with my words, He gives grace. Pretty much when I’ve been a low-down-dirty-rotten dog, He pours grace upon grace over me. And He will do the same for you.
So what do we do with all this amazing grace generously showered on us? Pour it out! Let it overflow onto others. When we’ve been cut off in traffic, give grace. When the person in the express checkout has thirty items (and they’re in front of us), give grace.
It won’t always be easy. It won’t always be our first choice. It’s a battle. Lord knows I need work in this area. But when Christ’s blood poured out for me, His grace flooded over me.
[tweetthis]And where grace floods, goodwill overflows.[/tweetthis]
Until next week,
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