Grace, my friends … grace!
Robert Capon writes:
“The Reformation was a time when men went blind, staggering drunk because they had discovered, in the dusty basement of late medievalism
… a whole cellar full of fifteen-hundred-year-old, two-hundred proof GRACE –
bottle after bottle of pure distillate of Scripture,
one sip of which could convince anyone that God saves us single-handedly.
The word of the Gospel – after all those centuries of trying to lift yourself into heaven by worrying about the perfection of your bootstraps –
suddenly turned out to be a flat announcement that
the saved were home before they started.”
Oh, isn’t that good news, my friends?
Will you live in that truth today?
It is not up to you or to me … thank you, Jesus!