Presumption of Grace

We’ve all done it. We aren’t paying attention and we accidentally cut someone off on the freeway. Sheepishly we wave our hand in apology and continue on. Or we turnaround while we are walking and bump into some unsuspecting stranger. Hastily we say we’re sorry and go along our way. Perhaps we snap at someone, not because of anything they said, but because of our previous night’s lack of sleep and without even making any pretense of making it right, we assume they’ll understand. After all, we all have bad days.

The remarkable thing about all of these circumstances is that when we are the offender we are quick to accept our justification for the turn of events. That’s because it’s easy to recognize our own motivations and to believe that one ill-advised action doesn’t translate into a nefarious character. We know we didn’t mean any harm, and we trust that others will know that too. How often we extend that grace to others though is the real testament to the quality of our character. Do we forgive without being asked? Or do we search for an explanation that doesn’t concede malfeasance? Do we extend to others the presumption of grace or do we demand an account for every grievance?

Christ said, “with the measure you use, you will be measured.” (Luke 6:37) When we all stand to give an account to God, let us hope that He looks at our lives and sees a preponderance of grace. For we know that the only reason we get to spend an eternity with Him is the abundance of grace He lavished on us (Eph. 2: 8-9).

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What Titanic Doesn’t Teach Us

Listen to an adult contemporary music station and it shouldn’t take long to hear a self-deprecating lover pledge their willingness to die for their beloved. Ever since Romeo and Juliet (and probably well before that), we’ve been captivated by the idea that there could be a human love worth sacrificing our very life for. We want that kind of love and when an artist recreates that commitment in their music, it speaks to the depths of our souls. It may be the most compelling explanation for why Titanic was such a blockbuster; every girl wants a Jack who will place her on the debris while he freezes. It’s a monumental moment of sacrifice, and we are left in awe.

However, despite the perpetual declarations of a lover’s willingness to die, there doesn’t often seem to be the occasion for anyone to enact their intentions. Sure, scour the papers long enough and you’ll read about a lover who legitimately was put in the position to risk their own life to save their companion, but it’s a rare occurrence (at least in the relatively safe United States.) It’s not every day that we risk death so that our spouse may live, so the promise to do so if called upon, becomes easier to make.

And while there may never be an occasion to die for our beloved, that doesn’t mean that we don’t have to sacrifice for them. In fact, I find it’s sometimes easier to make proclamations of my willingness to pay the ultimate cost, than it is to watch the movie that my husband wants to. Dying to save him may be inconvenient but at least it has its glory; going to the restaurant he wants to eat at, well, there’s absolutely no one who will be heralding that. It’s much harder to live sacrificially than it is to state a commitment to give my life. Yet, if I’m truly willing to give my life, than I better be willing to live like it.

And like so many things, what’s true in marriage is also true between Christ and His Church. We may be willing to be martyrs, but are we, as my pastor likes to say, willing to stay the extra hour, spend the extra dollar and go the extra mile if it means His name is glorified though we are inconvenienced? I hope so. And while I hope that in my death He is glorified, even more so, I hope He is in how I live.

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