Finding Momentum

I think Grace is jackhammering into my creaky l'il religious heart right now. A simple word from Romans is tearing me apart like it hasn't before.

8 “The word is near you, in your mouth and in your heart” (that is, the word of faith that we proclaim); 9 because, 

if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and

believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead,

you will be saved.

10 For with the heart one believes and is justified,

and with the mouth one confesses and is saved.

11 For the Scripture says, “Everyone who believes in him will not be put to shame.”

12 For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek;

for the same Lord is Lord of all, bestowing his riches on all who call on him.

13 For “everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

Romans 10:8-13

And the crux of the matter is that Jesus' grace is freely accessible, demonstrating his love for us ("while we were sinners Christ died for us"). I don't earn it. I simply believe. It's been done, already, for two-thousand years. It's not my initiative, it's his.

I've been oblivious--comatose, maybe--to this scandalous truth. I'm still out there chasing my own reality, trying to shape my future with my own two hands. Though exhilirating, it's getting tiring.

And here's the Grace and glory of it all: I am simply his son. Nothing to prove. Adopted into the family, commissioned with a call. Nobody to compare myself against; nothing to brag about. To know that I am in Christ is enough to redirect my ambition, calm my nervous anxieties and free me to run.

My heart's still creaky and old, but there are signs of life.

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