Yes, that is my name, placed where the definition of grace should be. No I am not implying I am “Grace“, but rather my life is an example of God’s grace on earth. I have been empowered and enabled to overcome. If your life has been transformed by the Risen One, you can place your name right beside mine. We are grace in action, the evidence of a powerful, loving, and righteous God at work.
God’s grace and mercy have been evident in my life from birth. I was born over three months premature weighing a little over 2lbs and I lived. While quite common now, it was unheard of in the 70’s. Unlike most preemie’s, I had no physical or developmental issues. My lungs, heart, digestive system, and eyes worked perfectly. My older brother, who was born a year before me, was over 3.5 months premature as well but he didn’t make it. Had David lived, I would never have been born! After his birth, David was silently whisked away. My mother told she wouldn’t want to see him, that he was a blob of cells. When she saw me for the first time, she cried because she knew David had been more than a blob at birth and she never got to see him and say goodbye. All this to say, I was granted life when against all adds My life should have ended at birth.
Then there is the exhaustive list of near death experiences and ER trips. Things like falling off the top of a very tall slide and landing headfirst onto the concrete below with not so much a scratch…… well my brother and sister claim that fall “explains everything”, but I adamantly deny any such residual issues. These all pale in comparison to the Lord’s grace in my life over the last 25 years.
As I look back upon my life, I see the relentless pursuit of a Father who loved me and chose me to be His before the foundations of the earth were established. I was, and still am a head strong, bull-headed child, with a selfish and proud heart. I was the bull in the china shop, racing ahead blindly to get, see, feel, know, escape. I can not separate out even a day of my life where the Lord’s presence was not evident, actively working to draw me to Himself.
He has been my teacher, patiently answering my how’s, why’s, and earnest pleas to overcome, endure, and understand. He has been the paddle wielding father, lovingly yet sternly chastising & correcting my sinful heart when I have strayed from the truth. He has been my quiet refuge in the midst of dark turbulent storms of life. He has been my strength when I was so weak and broken I despaired of my very life. He has been the smiling father, joyfully bestowing the best that He has to offer, like His answer to my years of longing and prayer for a husband and companion. He has painted my life with brilliant strokes of loving grace. He has scraped the canvas of my life, purging from it the marred black streaks of sin, death, destruction and hopelessness. He has created beauty from ashes, and transformed the scars of bad decisions and foolishness making them monuments to His faithfulness and steadfast mercy.
He has pursued me with the energy, and passion of a lover, and though marred and scarred by sin, He has loved me and cherished me. I did not and do not deserve his regard, yet He has given it to me with great delight. I confess to you, that had the Lord not loved me, pursued me, corrected me, chastised me, healed me, and poured out His limitless grace upon my life I would be the most despised, wretched, depraved sinner on the face of this earth. I would have been crushed by pride, bitterness, wrath, depression, and a depraved heart and mind.
With His stripes I was healed. With His love I was washed and covered. By His grace I have overcome sin and death. My life is a living testament that God lives, loves, forgives, heals, and can miraculously transform the most wretched of sinners. Praise be to God that He would see fit to intervene in my life and use me as an instrument to demonstrate His power, Love, and Grace poured out onto mankind.