Grace Under Fire

This morning I’ve been thinking about God’s grace. As I was thumbing through Streams in the Desert looking for today’s date, I happened across an entry for a few days from now, in which L.B. Cowman quotes the words from that beautiful old gospel song,
He Giveth More Grace.

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater, He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;To added affliction He addeth His mercies, To multiplied trials His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance, When our strength has failed ere the day is half done, When we reach the end of our hoarded resources, Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For of His infinite riches in
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.

(Diane again.) Grace. What a wonder to consider! We see glimpses of God’s grace through his children—friendships that extend grace and forgiveness as they reflect His unconditional love; little acts of unexpected kindness freely given to others, sacrifices of time and resources to those who have need; prayer lifted as a sweet offering before the Lord on behalf of a friend whose heart is weighed down with a heavy burden, shifting the burden to your shoulders to help that friend on her difficult journey.

As you might have guessed—God’s grace is being reflected to me daily . . . hourly . . . moment by moment in the ways described in the above paragraph by those who know and love me. Yet these acts, as precious as they are, are but a finite expression of the “infinite riches in Jesus” – his power, love, and grace: Love without limit, grace without measure, power without a boundary – and he gives, and gives, and gives again . . .

How can I fear what tomorrow will bring?

My grace is sufficient for you.
2 Corinthians 12:9



God's child who takes joy in His patience and love; St. Francis follower who desires to live simply; author in awe of God's incredible grace; fledgling graphite and colored pencil artist trying to improve, one drawing at a time.
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