When I think of grace,
this is what comes to my mind....
Grace is God not giving me what I deserve.
Grace is God looking at me,
a poor, wretched, blind sinner,
lost in the squalor & filthiness of sin,
and seeing me perfect and righteous and pure....
because when God looks at me,
He doesn't see what I am,
He sees what His Son Jesus Christ did for me.
The color of grace is white.
White is pure and holy.
That is what God makes me when I come to Him
with a truly repentant heart.
Grace is a most precious word to me.
Grace is God,
pure & simple.
Grace is what He is and who He is.
No other word describes God more perfectly than the word
Grace.
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