Does anyone know what graciousness really looks like?
Is it the comforting hand on one’s shoulder when things are trying or rough?
Too often in my perspective, I understand grace in the form of correction.
Without someone being gracious enough to me to extend truth,
I would never change. Ever.
Self-centered and absorbed, given over like property to the ownership of insular thinking
All too easily I look for grace in the ways to which I am accustomed,
and it always seems that my understanding isn’t quite true.
I look for the punishments and the consequences and the corrections.
All that does is reinforce the need for grace, but it never feels freeing.
I feel that is more truth, and that is why often truth is easy and grace so hard.
But as I learn about grace, the simplicity of the thought truly astounds me
Grace is in what God chooses to and what He can no longer see.
For because of redemption, I am seen through the visage of Christ,
and in his perfection we
truly find
what God designed us all to be.
8:49 pm
4 May 2011
