The bible says some people will pervert grace into a license to sin. As a consequence, when this happens we tend to react by drawing away from grace and fearing it so that we won’t be one of those living wrong while thinking it is right.
But the fact is that when he says perverting grace, it means there is an original grace which has been perverted, and the best way to fight perversion is to clarify the original—not try to remove the perversion. Find the true grace, apply it to your life, explain it to people who will listen, and show people what it results in.
“For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people. It teaches us to say “No” to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled,upright and godly lives in this present age…”
“I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!”
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I guess the same is true for life. What’s done is done. It can be forgiven, but never undone. What’s said is said, you can never swallow back the words you spewed out.
Jesus wants to protect you from doing stupid things. “Watch out for the yeast of the Pharisees,” he said. Yeast is something that is small and inserted into a dough, but soon it takes over and changes the entire thing.
He also expanded on this subject and said: “Be on your guard against the yeast of the Pharisees, which is hypocrisy.”* So hypocrisy is something that starts out small, but soon leads you into demise.
I think the small beginning of hypocrisy is when you start thinking that everyone else is perfect, and you never tell anyone about that little mistake you did. They will probably think you’re a jerk, and it’s best to hide it. In that darkness, condemnation and shame takes a hold, and you’re going down.
If you come to the light, there is no condemnation. Jesus has really taken away all your sins, and his grace empowers you to live a righteous life. Just don’t hide away stuff you’re ashamed of and let it grow in the dark. If you feel what you did is to bad to tell anyone, that is the exact time you have to tell it.
When people in a former Christian culture like ours think about Christianity, we might—and often do—think about the Ten Commandments; the Bible and the Christian cultural inheritance is all about trying to be a little better; if you’re in Church you should stop cussing and try to smile at thy neighbour.
When the fresh personal relationships with God dies out, and leaves behind a religious trail after they have impacted the culture, there are certainly some good results left, but the core of the Christian message is often lost in a moral message about do-good-ism. The Christians become “those who are better than everybody else.”
The Ten Commandments. Are they what you think of when you think Christianity? We should try our best to keep them and be a good Christian? I think you might be reading the book upside down.
“Now we know that whatever the law says, it says to those who are under the law, so that every mouth may be silenced and the whole world held accountable to God. Therefore no one will be declared righteous in God’s sight by the works of the law; rather, through the law we become conscious of our sin.”
Actually the law (the Ten Commandments plus other laws) came to silence all your excuses and reveal that you need a saviour. These verses tell us plainly: “no one will be declared righteous in God’s sight by the works of the law.” That is a statement that should make us realise that Christianity is far from a humanistic belief that we can all do better. It is a story about our failure, and the victory of our saviour. This Saviour, not the all the laws, is at the center of the true Christianity. Jesus, the one who forgives sins and restores broken lives.
You can climb the best mountains, open the nicest presents, have the nicest house ever, make the finest piece of art, and still you feel empty. I was thinking about it today. Sometimes I get too much into my job as a webdesigner, and I obsess over making that perfect piece of web or graphic design. I never feel like I get there. I loose sleep. I get restless and stressed, thinking about all the things I want to make—all at the same time. Then I suddenly remember I haven’t hung out with God in an awful long time.
I have spoken to him and everything, but those times when you turn off everything except maybe some worship music and give God your full focus, praying in the Holy Spirit and everything, until he actually touches your heart. Suddenly once I do that, the colours return to my everyday life. Suddenly I am satisfied, even if everything I make isn’t perfect. I guess it is true that he is the one that fills life with purpose. It is awesome what difference the love of papa in heaven does to our souls. I guess it is true what the Bible says:
“…Him who fills all in all.”
Eph 1:23, NASB
“…him who fills everything in every way.”
Eph 1:23, NIV
“…Christ, who fills all things everywhere with himself.”
Eph 1:23, NLT
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Life is like waves. You might enjoy your workday for a while, riding the wave, and then suddenly the wave breaks, and your tasks are boring and repetitive—then comes the next wave, and you’re in the flow again. What would happen if we just left work whenever we felt like it? No, we keep on riding, not according to our feelings, but because we know there will be a big fat amount (or just big enough to barely survive) on our account in the end of the month.
Marriage is the same. Sometimes the fire is burning and you enjoy every moment together. Then a season of everyday life comes—even harder seasons of quarrelling or whatever. What do we do? We keep on building the marriage regardless of our feelings, because we know it will grow stronger and stronger through it all.
Spending time with God is exactly the same. You start praying, and sometimes you feel God’s presence, sometimes you don’t. Sometimes you get new energy, God heals you heart from whatever happened yesterday, your emotions are aflame, and then all of a sudden the wave has passed—you don’t feel a thing.
We are meant to live above the waves in all things. Faith is the antithesis of feelings—your feelings may say whatever, but faith sees the truth. When you pray and are bored, faith sees the answer to the prayer coming. When your marriage is boring, faith sees the good days that lie ahead. When work sucks, faith sees the money flying into your account. Keep faith, and be like Peter, walking on the waves1, not floating around being tossed and turned by them. If you have too little faith, talk to Jesus about it, he is good with those kind of things—there is no lost cause with him. Keep praying with this promise in mind:
I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
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Whitespace is a part of design.
The areas containing nothing at all is what might separate a good design from a cluttered one. If you only have whitespace, you have nothing, but if you have too little, what you have is a mess.
I’ve been thinking about this whitespace. When God designs my life, sometimes he has to add some more whitespace, and I have to let him.
Sometimes I must take a season of strangling my workaholic tendencies. Whenever I let them take over, I get nothing done anyways. It is best as my pastor Walter says: “Work hard—rest hard.”
More whitespace to yah.
I love the mountains. And I hate them. When I am away from them, sometimes I miss them. When I am at them I sometimes long for bigger mountains to climb. I love seeing mountains in the distance. I love being on top of them seeing the plains from up top. They fill me with awe, if you allow me to use that strong of a word. Mighty rocks tearing out of the plains, going straight up for several hundreds, or even thousand meters. It makes me feel small, and it displays God as big. Continue reading “Why Do the Mountains Draw Me So?”