Good morning friends.
It’s a dreary day in Nashville, but in a sort of beautiful way. Does that make sense? The greens and yellows in the grass seem to be a little brighter in the drizzle and the gray. And with good coffee within arm’s reach, it’s shaping up to be a good day.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about ice cream and what I can do with it. No, no, no, I’m just kidding. But in all seriousness I’ve been thinking a lot about Jesus and the gospel and what it all means for me. All of this thinking has led me to believe that I don’t think about this stuff enough. Tyler and I are reading through the Bible together *hopefully* in a year. Our campus minister at UD told us that you can read through the whole book in a year if you read 3 chapters a day and set aside one day per week for 4 chapters. We decided to start with the new testament and have read through Matthew, Mark, and Luke so far. It’s remarkable how fresh these books seem, even when I know I’ve read them many, many times.
We’ve been reading the same parables and words over and over again. And I’ve been convicted over and over again of how much I need grace and how unworthy I am of it. I think part of my problem is that I don’t think about grace enough. I”m not thankful for it like I should be. And when we stop thinking about grace, we start thinking that we’re just fine the way that we are. That we don’t actually need grace. That we don’t actually need Jesus. That’s a scary place to be.
I guess I’m writing this to say let’s focus on grace and what our response to it should be. Coffee is yummy, but this is a much better way to start my day.