There is nothing “natural” about salvation.
I think that is something that tends to be swept under the metaphorical pew, and as someone who grew up in the church, it is easy to forget that there is a terrible degree of unnatural-ness to the gospel. We come into the death and resurrection thinking that it is, to some part, “it was going to happen anyways” – that we are sinful, yes, but Christ saved.
Not that the above isn’t true, because I believe it is,
but I don’t know if we – or at least I – emphasize enough the weightiness of God’s choice, God’s love, and God’s intention. He was in no way coerced into saving us – we, as bitter and frail composites of carbon and hydrogen and oxygen – are not particularly persuasive beings. We should give ourselves no credit in that regard. And I don’t.
And so when He reminds me of his intentionality, not only for humanity but in my life in particular – or even at all – it’s pupil-widening.
Amazing grace indeed.
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