The flesh has taught me things that the truth has not. Doubt ought not take hold where hope should prevail. Grace is not one dimensional…it is a perfect sphere that is spinning and swaying over me constantly.
I found myself in the Savior’s arms the other day. Although He was using the body of another human to hold me, it was very much the Lord’s own extension of Himself that I felt most strongly. As I rested there, in a state of gratitude and amazement, a thought so loud and blasphemous entered my mind and tried to take residence.
“This is not real. This is not a gift. You are too full of sin and filth to receive this. You will find this cannot last and you will be hurt…again. Don’t rest here in these arms, they will leave you go any second now. You just wait.”
I want to look Satan in the eyes one day and say to him, “No! You just wait. Your time is coming soon!” He has no place in my head! I have a promise and a hope. I have the way and the light. I have a Savior who cannot fail. One day every valley will be lifted and every mountain be made low. He will come riding in and we shall see the King. And all my hope, each time I rested in grace, and each time I accepted a good and perfect gift will NOT prove to be in vein.
My God cannot lie, but Satan and my flesh can. They can tell me that the cross was not enough and that my trespasses have far exceeded the crimson price He paid for me. They tell me that I am not worthy of blessings even though my Father looks on me with compassion and deems me beautiful.But grace is not one dimensional. It is not circumstantial. And it is not to be undermined. The grace of the Lord is overflowing and never-ending. It always comes full circle.
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