Say a prayer for me, my neurologist is back in town and wants to see me tomorrow; expecting an adjustment.
I may have overworked the word "very" in this poem, so I threw in a definition link at the very end. Enjoy! Jeff
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By grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves,
it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, that no one should boast.
Ephesians 2:8,9 NAS
it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, that no one should boast.
Ephesians 2:8,9 NAS
SAVED BY LOVE
I am a sinner saved by grace
Grace from God's own hand
From His very hand to my heart
The One in whom I stand
I am a cynic saved by mercy
Mercy from Heaven's very throne
From His sovereignty to my humanity
Came the Truth that can be known
I am a coward saved by courage
The very Courage of the Son of God
He suffered death to gain my purchase
I was bought and paid for at the Cross
I am a sinner saved by love
Love from God's own heart
From His very heart to my soul
In Jesus Christ I am forever whole
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I am a sinner saved by grace
Grace from God's own hand
From His very hand to my heart
The One in whom I stand
I am a cynic saved by mercy
Mercy from Heaven's very throne
From His sovereignty to my humanity
Came the Truth that can be known
I am a coward saved by courage
The very Courage of the Son of God
He suffered death to gain my purchase
I was bought and paid for at the Cross
I am a sinner saved by love
Love from God's own heart
From His very heart to my soul
In Jesus Christ I am forever whole
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Grace: a worn-out and tired word that people tend to avoid or, worse yet, bounce around flippantly. But the reality is rich, vivid, powerful. Grace: that overexposed and underexperienced gift from beyond, to help us struggle through the dailyness of our time, and perhaps lighten our step and point the way. A glimpse, not just of what life can be, but of what life really is. Grace: a gentle wedge that separates the shadows amidst our crowded and exhausting days. Grace: it is not of reason, but experience---this holy, wonderful, wild, and crazy-beyond-us-yet-within-us life of God.
We can't possess it but, paradoxically, it possesses us. When we begin to let go, to release our brakes, we can taste its transcendence, even though we can't own it and, oftentimes, cannot fully understand it.
What but grace could "turn your sorrow into . . . a joy that no one can take from you." (John 16: 20, 22)
Our limitations can become the very invitation to discover fully the dimensions of grace, the improbable path to God's otherwise hidden blessing. God does his good work within us and wants to continue to expand it, not because of who we are, but because of who he is.
That which appears to us to be limitation can actually become our unexpected advantage and asset. As we're forced to our knees once again, we discover the holy and wonder-full gift of life.
We can't possess it but, paradoxically, it possesses us. When we begin to let go, to release our brakes, we can taste its transcendence, even though we can't own it and, oftentimes, cannot fully understand it.
What but grace could "turn your sorrow into . . . a joy that no one can take from you." (John 16: 20, 22)
Our limitations can become the very invitation to discover fully the dimensions of grace, the improbable path to God's otherwise hidden blessing. God does his good work within us and wants to continue to expand it, not because of who we are, but because of who he is.
That which appears to us to be limitation can actually become our unexpected advantage and asset. As we're forced to our knees once again, we discover the holy and wonder-full gift of life.
CHOOSING JOY [IN THE MIDST OF LIFE'S PAIN . . . YOU GOTTA KEEP DANCIN'] BY AUTHOR TIM HANSEL
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