(Rembrandt, “Job with His Wife and Friends.”)
This is a strange time in the U.S. and a strange time to be a Christian in the U.S. I can quote Scripture passages whole, with no comments or other references, and be accused of being political by other Christians.
I think it’s time to do another series on grace.
Monday grace is the grittiest grace. Monday grace is “I hate you but I’m choosing grace over my anger.”
Monday grace is enemy grace.
Monday grace is the grace I choose to have for myself when I despise myself.
Monday grace is not butterflies and hummingbirds, rainbows and playful otters grace.
Monday grace is “But God proves his love for us in that while we still were sinners Christ died for us.” On Monday, we understand that sinners=enemies: “For if while we were enemies, we were reconciled to God through the death of his Son…”
Monday grace is when your spouse hasn’t noticed any of the nice things you’ve been trying to do and you decide to keep doing them.
Monday grace can look a lot like gritting your teeth and toughing it out because God doesn’t mystically make everything easy. Monday grace means God gives us strength when we refuse to give up and quit, give up and die.
Job’s wife told him, “Are you still trying to maintain your integrity? Curse God and die.” Job refused, then argued with his “friends,” cursed the day he was born, and demanded God accuse him face-to-face. What gave Job strength, with boils on his skin and dead children in the ashes of his house, to keep praying? Screaming at and accusing God is prayer. Fighting God is remaining in relationship with God. How did Job find the strength to clench his hands onto God’s shirt instead of cursing God and dying?
I call that Monday grace.