One of my favourite stories is that of Victor Hugo’s Les Miserables. You cannot get away from the astonishing shock of grace all the way through the story. It frees one man and its insult binds another. I am reading a book right now entitled Bold Love by Dan Allender and one of the chapters is entitled “Stunned into Silence: The Liberating Insult of Grace.”
I like that title.
Chock full of loaded words. Let it sit with you a second.
Yep. There it is.. an irony, oxymoron..whatever you wanna call it. The “liberating insult of grace” is definitely the way to describe it to those of us who have had to be on the receiving end of it.
Grace is one of those things I will continue to love and passionately struggle with til I die. Very few things are more beautiful. Sometimes I feel angry by it and sometimes I feel so free. I have driven through my city shouting at God over my anger with life in recent times and grace seems so far away. How can it be real in those moments? Yet it alway comes back.. whispering in my ear, being what I desire to live in and be ruled by, the law of grace. Mostly I think it has this saturating power over me that I can’t get away from it even when I want to. I have it and want it more. I want to live in it. I want the world to have it and experience it.
I am looking forward to seeing Les Mis on the big screen. I have seen it off Broadway and on the West End. I could see it again and again. It makes me cry every time. If I could play any character in a musical it would be Eponine in Les Mis. If anyone in the Toon wants to see it in December/January.. I’d be delighted to accompany you. 🙂
As you see it think about these conversations with grace, think. Have you experienced grace yet? From who? Where is it missing in your life? Where do you need to give grace to others? Do you know God’s grace yet?