Thursday, December 22, 2016

Grace is Easy, Accepting its Hard

Why do most Christians struggle to accept the grace we have been freely given?

For by grace, you have been saved through faith. 
And this is not your own doing;
 it is the gift of God, not a result of works, 
so that no one may boast. 
Ephesians 2:8-9

This question is a difficult one to answer. Though I believe that people around the world struggle with it, we in the United States have a particularly hard time with this concept. I know that I do. And these three topics I address are the reason that I struggle to accept grace in my own life and the reason I believe that we struggle with it as a country. 

The first part of what stands in our way is ourselves. In the US we have the idea of the America Dream, which at its core is the belief that we can do and become whatever we want if we work hard enough. We believe that we will receive whatever we work for and that we deserve whatever we get. The idea of reaping what we sow has been instilled in us from our earliest days. Some may say, that as a society we love getting things for free, but even in this I believe that we subconsciously think that getting something for free is really a way of the cosmos paying us back for being a good person. Think about it, we accept gifts, no problem, unless they are too big. Once it reaches this threshold we feel guilty. I think this is because it is so generous that we cannot justify why we deserve it. With grace, it is the most generous gift we can ever receive with the highest cost that has ever been paid. There is no way that anyone can justify in their mind that they deserve to have the God of the universe die for them. So to accept grace is to accept our own unworthiness. 

Psalm 31 does an excellent job at explaining the position we must adopt to accept grace:

O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
Psalm 31

So we are the first thing that stands in the way of us accepting grace easily. The second is the loss of control. This also stems heavily from the American Dream. We like the idea that we are in control of our own lives, it is not until things start falling apart that we start to look outside of ourselves for a cause. In an average conversation overheard in any public place, you can hear people explain how they brought about their good fortune and blame others for any woe they have suffered. Accepting the fact that someone else helped us or provided our good fortune is contrary to our nature. It reveals the biggest lie we believe that no one else actually believes about us. We have no more control over bringing about our salvation that we do about the orbit of the earth or the flow of the tides. Accepting grace leads to the destruction of the illusion of self-sufficiency. God did for us what we could not do for ourselves, we had no control or say in this. It is this fact that makes grace hard for us to accept. 


Then Job answered the Lord and said:

“I know that you can do all things,

and that no purpose of yours can be thwarted.
‘Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?’
Therefore I have uttered what I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.
‘Hear, and I will speak;
I will question you, and you make it known to me.’
I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear,
but now my eye sees you;
therefore I despise myself,
and repent in dust and ashes.”
Job 42:1-6

The third thing that stands in our way is fear. This is wrapped up in the other two. Another aspect of the American Dream, though it is never spoken of, is the idea that we are supposed to be fearless in all that we do. Nothing is supposed to unsettle us. Nothing is supposed to give us pause. It's the belief that we are the greatest nation on earth, we can conquer anything without batting an eye, and as a citizen, we should be as fearless as our nation. This is the lie we most easily see through, because even though we would never say it out loud we are terrified. And what are we terrified of the most?Easy, the things that happen outside of our control. The things we could not stop if we tried. The things that no amount of preparation can prevent or hasten. We are scared to trust God because it forces bravery we are not used to. With Him, we have to face our fears, because the more we know him the more we know we are not in control of anything. God can be trusted and He will destroy our fear.

Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God;
 I will strengthen you, I will help you,
 I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Isaiah 41:10

Grace is hard to accept because to accept it we have to accept so much more. We have to accept that we are undeserving. We have to accept that we are not in control of anything. We have to accept that we are afraid. Grace brings us to our knees, but it is right where we need to be.  



Resources:
Why Is Grace So Hard To Accept? (2012, July 3). Retrieved December 22, 2016, from http://www.truthandway.org/blog/why-is-grace-so-hard-to-accept

McNulty, K. L. (n.d.). IMPACT- The Problem With Grace. Retrieved December 22, 2016, from http://www.madradioshow.net/impact/impactgrace.html

Mayer, M. (2014, September 15). Grace is Hard to Receive. Retrieved December 22, 2016, from http://everysquareinch.net/grace-is-hard-to-receive/

Picture borrowed from http://www.flowingfaith.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/11776.jpg

Monday, December 19, 2016

Advent


The days start to shorten
     and the darkness creeps in
Our hearts long for saving
     and the waiting begins
We enter this season
     with priorities all wrong
Beat down by the year
     so painful and long

So often it is said
     that hope spring eternal
But often it's forgotten
     in pursuing the external
But assured is this hope
     though we cannot yet see
It is certain and ensured
     by His death on the tree

Frequently this season
     is nothing more than a blur
But presence is a gift
     like frankincense and myrrh
Preparing our hearts
     should not be by chance
So that the manger
     receive more than a glance

Often passing delight
     is mistaken for joy
Craving the next thing
     it's all just a ploy
Though often it's missed
     joy itself is a gift
Through a future secure
     we are no longer adrift

If everyone were honest
     one would top the list
Most valuable is love
     giving a meaning to exist
It can sometimes be found
     in family and friend
But the true source
     no other can transcend

Christ is the focus
     the waiting is finished
Our souls are revived
     we can strive undiminished
Dispelled is the darkness
     and hope born anew
Our lives are ransomed
     God broke through

Picture borrowed from http://www.thevillagechurch.net/the-village-blog/the-season-of-advent/

Waiting For Christmas


For as long as I can remember I have waited with bated breath on the happiness that December brings. I would make my list and dream of the chocolate dipped pretzel my mom makes every year. Throughout the months of waiting there were times that I would despair feeling that it would never arrive and that I couldn't wait another second. Every year to date, however, I have made it to Christmas. I have gotten to over indulge on sugary sweets. I have gotten too ripe open my presents. I have gotten to experience the magic of Christmas.
Though not intentionally, I believe that this has been training me to experience the Advent season on a deeper level. Advent is about the waiting and I have been waiting for Christmas for many years now. Now I understand that the despair I felt was the world without the gift that Christmas brought. And we still have that despair at times waiting for the Savior to come again. To free this broken world from the darkness that still exists.
Going through the Advent season this year has really helped me appreciate this time of year better. Not only this time of year but my life as well. The waiting and despair have a purpose and that purpose is to prepare our hearts for the receiving. The receiving is put into perspective when we know what we currently have. We live in a broken world that will never truly satisfy our soul deep desires.
Christmas is the culmination of our desire to see a restored world and revived souls. Though this season has been corrupted like everything else in the world it does serve as a glimpse into what is to come. Our souls have life breathed into them. We are able to gather to those who mean the most to us. We are able to take the time to reflect on the birth and death of our Savior. And we are able to share the love of Jesus through gifts and the gospel.
Though the clouds have not yet been rolled back and the Jesus has not yet called us home, we can share His love and experience our own relationship with him on a deep level this Christmas Season.


Scarlet Moon

Blood sprayed on your porcelain face
Broken promises and ripped up lace
Watching over the world below
As friends and countrymen turn to foe

The streets run red from what divides
And disaster presses from every side
Safety fleas from hearth & home
Love forgotten from The Holy Tome

You with us in concert wait
For us to reach our final fate
Freed at last from groaning pain
Washed by blood not shed in vain


Tuesday, December 13, 2016

My Love Will Last

(Serious attempt at a poem based on a cheesy song)

After the light falls from the sky
And the world's truth is revealed as a lie
While the mannequins walk away
And all our sins are plain as day
My love will last until I die

After all regard for life is lost
And the souls of the masses are covered in frost
While my vision blurs in terror's haze
And my dreams are cast in a funeral blaze
My love will last at any cost

When being true is a deadly crime
And the call of sweet darkness is sublime
While my safety means a slow decay
And smog chokes out the sun's last ray
My love will last in shadow's time

Until all memory of peace has faded
And hearts of the leaders are fully jaded
While breaking ourselves to prove we're the same
And donning lies at the cost of our name
My love will last unaided

Until nothing of happiness remains
And even the resistance is slapped in chains
While facing the fire and deaths embrace
With you next to me I can finish the race
My love will last through all strains



Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Writer's Block

I have writer's block. Either I stare at the screen and nothing comes to mind or I write then delete because it feels forced. It sucks, I want to write, but nothing. That is all for now. Hopefully write to you all later.


Thursday, December 1, 2016

Broken

Darkness fills this world to the seems
Nightmares are no longer the thing of dreams
The pain that it causes runs so deep
It looks like all light, away, has seeped

Each day more die for worthless pursuits
Hoping that violence will produce lasting fruits
Bullets rain down and hate takes wing
And we all start to learn why the caged bird sings

The lies we believe choke our reality
Isolating ourselves causing collective depravity
Broken people crumbling to dust
Consumed by gods of pride, envy, and lust

Hope is fleeing from terrors of the night
Looking for relief, but finding poisoned light
Vanguards killing those they protect
From labors of life and love they defect

Knees bloody and broken from hallow prayers
Seeking freedom from worldly affairs 
Beat down to the point of utter desperation 
But this total surrender might prevent damnation

A guide wading to us through the mire
Voice of rushing water, eye of fire
The darkness burns within his gaze
My tounge can't help but utter his praise

The blood he gave will give us life
Eternatly secure, but filled with strife
The flesh still writhes against my soul
But I know I am destined to be whole