Do You Imagine You'll Grow Out of Your Need for Grace, Like Me?
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By Janel Breitenstein I think you could call me a grace junkie. I am finally willing to admit that I am addicted to grace. When I first came to Christ, I thought that I would grow out of grace a bit. I knew I needed a flood of it to get in the door, and I’d need a few precise dabs here and there along the way to patch up the pesky perpetual chinks in my spiritual wall of righteousness. But I didn’t realize that I would need it to live and breathe and move. Jesus would reform me and make me better so I didn’t need it as much, right? I’m embarrassed remembering my silent answer to a Sunday School teacher’s question when I was a senior in high school: “How many times do you sin a day?” I counted,
Do You Imagine You'll Grow Out of Your Need for Grace, Like Me?
Do You Imagine You'll Grow Out of Your Need…
Do You Imagine You'll Grow Out of Your Need for Grace, Like Me?
By Janel Breitenstein I think you could call me a grace junkie. I am finally willing to admit that I am addicted to grace. When I first came to Christ, I thought that I would grow out of grace a bit. I knew I needed a flood of it to get in the door, and I’d need a few precise dabs here and there along the way to patch up the pesky perpetual chinks in my spiritual wall of righteousness. But I didn’t realize that I would need it to live and breathe and move. Jesus would reform me and make me better so I didn’t need it as much, right? I’m embarrassed remembering my silent answer to a Sunday School teacher’s question when I was a senior in high school: “How many times do you sin a day?” I counted,