Sunday, November 9, 2014

Paved by grace.

The drive between my school and my home is about an hour each way. To put it simply, college keeps me busy. But the drive offers the time to think and to feel that I don't necessarily allow myself otherwise.

I've been thinking a lot about what I'm doing in life: about the road I'm on, where it's headed, even what it's made of. Today, I'm somewhere on I-94 (figures, I reach a conclusion about my metaphorical road while literally driving on a road) with a Beatles compilation on high volume. I've just changed lanes for the third time to placate the excessive seeming road construction. Yesterday  ("Yesterday/all my troubles seemed so far away...") starts and the past couple of months replay in my head-- a collage of shortcomings, loss, circumstance, and and even triumph-- all painstakingly and still a blur. Yet this is where a realization hits me; somehow, this is where I feel it.

The road I'm on is paved by grace.

At first, that may seem to be an obscure sentiment. Maybe it is. Allow me to explain (and indulge my penchant for lexical definitions). According to Merriam-Webster, "pave" is a transitive verb meaning: "1 :  to lay or cover with material (as asphalt or concrete) that forms a firm level surface for travel" and "2 :  to cover firmly and solidly as if with paving material."  It originates from Latin's "pavire"-- "to strike, to pound." The day I became I Christ-follower, God started a most impressive road construction project (the only one I'm thankful for!). He paved the rough road I was on with His grace. He didn't make it comfortable or easy, simple or straight. However, where I once found road blocks that lacked detours, causing me to make asinine circles as I got so frequently lost? Starting that day, I found navigable road.  

One of Merriam-Websters definitions of "grace" is "unmerited divine assistance" and I couldn't dream of putting it more eloquently. With that grace, the new surface of my path, my journey is no longer controlled by my mistakes-- from the minute cracks to the gaping potholes, if you will. As the Apostle Paul told the Romans, "sin shall no longer be your master, because you are not under the law, but under grace." (Romans 6:14, NIV). I found out that nothing in my life that I'd encountered on my road so far and nothing I would ever traverse was too rough to be not only covered or smoothed but perfected by God's grace. Like Paul explained to the church at Corinth... His grace is sufficient. "But He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.'" (2 Corinthians 12:9a, NIV). I know it's more than sufficient for me.

I invite (though it requires no invitation) you to check out that grace... It's made for a beautiful drive.

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