Content. That’s the word. A state of heart in which you’d be at peace if God gave you nothing more than He already has. Test yourself with this question: What if God’s only gift to you were his grace to save you? Would you be content? You beg him to save the life of your child. You plead with him to keep your business afloat. You implore him to remove the cancer from your body. What if his answer is, “My grace is enough.” Would you be content? You see, from heaven’s perspective, grace is enough. If God did nothing more than save us from hell, could anyone complain? If God saved our souls and then left us to spend out lives leprosy-struck on a deserted island, would He be unjust? Having been given eternal life, dare we grumble at an aching body? Having been given heavenly riches, dare we bemoan earthly poverty? Let me be quick to add, God has not left you with “just salvation”. If you have eyes to read these words, hands to hold this book, the means to own this volume, He has already given you grace upon grace.After reading this portion from his book, I found myself experiencing some serious dissonance. Musically speaking, dissonance is a clashing or unresolved musical interval or chord. Anyone with any musical background knows that waiting for that note to descend is not that pleasant. But, the moment that note drops even just a half step, all is right in music land. I do want more. I do want to enjoy a trip to DisneyWorld with my family. I do want my children to be healed if they get sick. I do want my life to make a difference. I do want to see my sons make a difference in this world for Christ one day. I do want to see those dear to me come to a saving relationship with my Savior. And yes, all of those things are good. They are. There is nothing wrong with those desires. But… If God gave me nothing more than He already has, is it enough? So, I’m waiting for that note to change. But I’m the one who has to change it.
Alert the presses. I highly doubt I’ve figured it out 100% but while reading a book on grace yesterday, I did get one of those light bulb coming on kind of moments. And I got wide-eyed, felt my heart rate increase and started to get some goose bumps. Because I like the light bulb coming on kind of moments. I’m making major attempts not to squander all of the “sitting” time I have from my recent injury. I’m reading the Bible more and reading some other books that are challenging me. In the book, In The Grip of Grace, by Max Lucado, he writes about, well, grace. I’d like to give you an excerpt from Lucado’s book because I will most certainly mess up the beauty of his words if I try to summarize. Here you go: