“For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast.” Ephesians 2:8,9. (NKJV).
“Remember the song, ‘A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down...’” Grandfather wiggled his eyebrows.
Timmy shrugged. “Don't see how it helps me.”
Grandfather tilted his head. “Then let me insert another word for sugar. Grace. We all need a spoonful of grace. Even you, son.”
“But I don’t deserve it.”
“You’re right about that. None of us do. But it’s a gift from the Lord. A gift is always free. But...”
“I knew there’d be a catch.” He folded his arms.
“You have to receive it, open it, and use it.” He put his arm around Timmy. “And the best part? It’s like a river, that keeps on flowing, never-ending.
“But more than that, there’s plenty to share with those around us. You know, the ones we feel are out to get us?” Timmy’s head jerked up.
“Just a spoonful?”
“But I don’t deserve it.”
“You’re right about that. None of us do. But it’s a gift from the Lord. A gift is always free. But...”
“I knew there’d be a catch.” He folded his arms.
“You have to receive it, open it, and use it.” He put his arm around Timmy. “And the best part? It’s like a river, that keeps on flowing, never-ending.
“But more than that, there’s plenty to share with those around us. You know, the ones we feel are out to get us?” Timmy’s head jerked up.
“Just a spoonful?”
Grandfather chuckled. “A great way to begin. You don’t want to overdose.”
Timmy laughed. “Okay if I go to Sam’s?” He looked in the mirror. “My eye is gonna be a beaut, huh?”
“The Lord helps us share His grace in many ways. What were you fighting about?” Timmy rubbed his neck.
“Nothing worth a black eye. You should see Sam's--guess he needs a dose of grace, too.” Wrapping his arms around Grandfather's waist, he said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“The Lord helps us share His grace in many ways. What were you fighting about?” Timmy rubbed his neck.
“Nothing worth a black eye. You should see Sam's--guess he needs a dose of grace, too.” Wrapping his arms around Grandfather's waist, he said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Grandfather smiled. “Welcome, welcome, welcome.”
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord is gracious and loving. He promises never to leave nor forsake us. We live in a troubled world--a world in need of grace. Would you like to receive this grace so you can share it with others?
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord is gracious and loving. He promises never to leave nor forsake us. We live in a troubled world--a world in need of grace. Would you like to receive this grace so you can share it with others?