(Photo credit: Caroline Fontenot)
Marriage itself is a lesson on grace.
My husband and I are two messy and imperfect people trying to love each other as best as we know how. That doesn’t always look pretty. It’s only been half a year since we said our vows but grace has been abundant. It’s hard to love someone completely if there’s too much room in our heart taken up by loving ourselves.
As much as my husband and I love each other and are committed to one another, there are times when we don’t show it well. Like that time when I slammed the door because I just didn’t feel like talking to him anymore. Or that time when he came home from work and went straight upstairs without saying a thing. Or there’s that time that we went an uncountable number of hours without really talking because neither one of us wanted to be the first to apologize.
Real mature, I know. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg.
In those times when I’ve been selfish and just plain mean because someone is hard to get along with, I am reminded that I, myself, am not always very lovable. Sometimes I catch myself in the mirror thinking, “Now why did you have to go and do that?”
But even when my husband isn’t being the perfect Prince Charming, I am called to love him anyway. I am called to forgive him anyway. And I’m called to give him grace anyway. Daily. Hourly. Minute by minute.
That’s hard, y’all. In those weak moments when I have to muster all I have just to love my husband all over again, I think about how God does it for us every day without even questioning it. At least I get to go in my room and pout it out. God does it before the nasty words and sassy attitude even go into play.
As Jesus was pinned against the splintered wood, He showed the ultimate act of grace. He looked each of us in the eye and saw the hatefulness we would bestow on others. He saw the selfishness that would hinder our hearts for giving. He saw the love we would have for this world more than we would have for Him or His people.
But He loved us anyway. He forgave us anyway. He gave us grace anyway.
I will admit that my husband is better at this than I am. I see the love in his eyes when I am being unlovable. He is quick to forgive and apologizes when he doesn’t even owe me one. And he gives me grace daily when I don’t deserve it. God knew my stubborn heart needed a soft one like my husband’s to shape mine to be more like His.
Once we admit we need God’s grace alone to get through the day, the week and even a marriage, life becomes much sweeter and love is that much more abundant.
“…for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and are justified freely by His grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus.” (Romans 3:23-24, NIV)
by Jordy at Wide Open Spaces