Grace In Action

For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God
(Ephesians 2:8, nkjv)

Grace, more commonly known as, the unmerited favor of God-this is how we’ve received His salvation-by nothing we have done and nothing we can do will ever be able to undo the work that Jesus has done for us on the cross

We love grace!

We love the freedom and the innumerable chances it grants us to be in right standing with God

Grace which affords us the liberty to enter into our God’s gates with thanksgiving and into His courts boasting His praises

Grace is beautiful!

God’s grace is bountiful and boundless

Grace this powerful should not be a one way street, nor hoarded as if there is not enough to go around

As we freely receive this grace that we constantly do nothing to earn, what about freely giving this great grace to another in return?

Surely we can think of someone we may have misunderstood or mistakenly walked past in offense-perhaps there’s someone who legit did you wrong

But let’s consider grace, the big picture, are they not worthy of receipt, just like you?

The Challenge:

Don’t hold  grace hostage- in this case, don’t withhold the grace that you feel another person may not deserve-the grace you give may be as freeing as salvation

Of course the grace we give could never compare to what Jesus did for us on the cross; the grace we have looks completely different

Our grace may look like, an “I am sorry,”

“I was wrong,”

Or telling someone, “There’s value in you!”

Grace may even manifest in a long overdue hug.

It’s not always easy, perhaps you’ll need to start with asking God to help you put grace in action even if it takes baby steps

-selah

 

Write a poem about: A Tree

Sometimes we don’t recognize our own strength until we look back over our lives and realize that we’re still here!

I’ve been through what seems like hell and back, and I’m still here, but not just me, my people too; my ancestry

The deep dark truth that hangs from silent trees-seemingly existing only in books, movies and memories- twice removed

Shades of mahogany, chocolate and vanilla swirled with mud and tears of resistance

Seeds planted in forbidden soil have grown into unmovable trees

Resist us!

Resist us?

Fighting from resist-stance

Arms held high, hands wide open and visible yet they still shoots us

Branches on this tree, the blood of you and me only in the books, movies and memories twice removed

Desire, One Day at a Time

 

I want to be lazy and give in to indifference; making the minimum effort (read a little and pray a little) just enough to note a difference or a slight increase in my usual devotion, but not enough for it to hurt, stretch or challenge me. This, I know, is a crazy and impossible way to think when true transformation is the goal.

Being honest with myself, I can conclude that I am often times neglectful with placing Our engagement as a priority. Usually making Our time a past-time-as in an afterthought. I am tempted to glory in the fact that at least I do make sure to spend time with You consistently, but the reality is it’s not my Best time; not when I am my sharpest or most energetic, but often when I am tired and about to call it quits for the day-

You deserve so much more than my scraps!

Your Word, God, however, gives me strength; it fuels me to read deeper and draws my heart to fall on my knees in prayer-sacred time with You. It reminds me of my minute existence in the core of Your grand hand. I am joined to the fact that You are worthy of me surrendering anything that I could ever consider to be a sacrifice and my obedience above that.

My desire is to be All-In with You.

In order to be successful, I will look at Our day by day and not the perfect picture because sometimes that overwhelms me. I am looking forward to growth and am also preparing for the growing pains. I will open my arms to the discomfort in shedding the ‘comfy me’ and work on releasing my need to be in control. You have already promised that You are with me.

Thank You for going before me. Continue reading “Desire, One Day at a Time”

Think, write and get lost

Many times, guided by ur human nature, we tend to feel the need to always have the answers, the need to always have solutions or reasonable explanations to what is, what is not and what lies in between. As we learn more and more, we should realize that we know less and less. This realization may not cause us to have any less conviction in the “why” section of the way that we choose to live our lives and where we have committed our faith. We should be, however, more open-minded in our understanding of how other people live their lives.

I would like to somehow (temporarily) live outside of this body, float outside my thoughts and experiences only, and really see what it is that makes up our complete existence, that, however, is an impossibility. Therefore, I try to see people as a big picture, not just as an action or an in-the-moment choice, but as the perpetual result of their experiences, understandings, actions.

Our world is changing daily and as we speak, what has been stated as facts and absolutes are now deemed as options and mere possibilities. We are afraid to state as a matter-of-fact who we are and what we believe, when years ago, the basis of how we lived our lives was hinged upon those very declarations.

I wonder, where has the very root of these changes even come from? Who had thought to question the way life is lived? Was it someone just poking around to be different and to go against the grain, or someone in deep search for their truth outside of the norm? Are these questions a battle to be fought, or a wave to be caressed and rode out into the next phase of life? Are we as a human race leading ourselves into a greater realization of who we are and what we were created to be or are we exposing the frailty of our existence toward self destruction? Becoming our own gods-our very own creators. People with thousands of problems and twice that number in answers-yet no solutions, still no solutions.

Perhaps one day we will confess that we do not know it all and that, just like you, there may be a teeny tiny chance that we ourselves have missed the mark, too.