Grace In Our Forgetfullness
I am amazed at the grace offered to me in my forgetfulness. We are a forgetful people; we have been since God brought us out of Egypt through Moses. The faithfulness has been displayed time and time again for us.
Spring is a beautiful time of year. Everything is coming to life. People are cheerful and focused on the goals they have set. The sun is out. Birds are chirping. Flowers are blooming. Allergies are raging… Spring truly is a beautiful time of year. What a fitting time for a resurrection.
But there is something that has to come before a resurrection: death. Nothing can be resurrected if nothing died. And so, three days before Jesus rose from the grave, he died to the grave. And the mind-boggling part? This magnificent display of submission to the will of God was done on my behalf. The one who ultimately shed his blood once for all. The one who took on the weight of our sin—the heaviness of our disobedience. The one who followed us into death in order to deliver us from it. Jesus. Jesus, stepped down into darkness–where we had run to hide– he paid the cost of MY sin brought me into HIS good, pleasing and perfect will that is 100% good and 100% right.
I am amazed at the grace offered to me in my forgetfulness. We are a forgetful people; we have been since God brought us out of Egypt through Moses. The faithfulness has been displayed time and time again for us. He brought the Israelites out of slavery. He provided actual food that fell like dew every morning for the Israelites. He defeated nations. He gave them the law. He anointed kings. He sent prophets. HE SENT JESUS. And still, I find myself worried or questioning that the same God who did all of these things wouldn’t be present, available, or faithful to me. And in that forgetfulness, I sin. I sin again and again. Daily.
But he still saves me. He saves me from my sin and from this broken world. And he still fulfills his promises. Every single one of them. And I hold on to this promise, which I am confident will be fulfilled:
“I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” Revelation 21:2-4 (NIV)