Tuesday, July 13, 2010


"Grace? She passed away thirty years ago." No, not that Grace, Aunt Bethany. God's grace. I was thinking about it this morning and was thinking about how amazed I am by it especially in relation to my own sinfulness. When I realize my own "badness" it makes God's goodness even "gooder". But then I realized that God's goodness has nothing to do with my "badness" and conversely my relative goodness does not make me deserving of God's grace.

I don't understand it either.


The Donald said...

I had a great-Aunt Grace. I forget how I was related to her.

I think she was my mother's father's sister. I think I may have met her once.

But mainly I remember that after she died, her car, a Chrysler Imperial, was at my grandparents' farm. We thought it was cool because it had one of those push-button transmission selectors, to the left (I think) of the steering wheel.


Anonymous said...

Good point, though sometimes it's hard to arrive to definite conclusions