Spaces of grace

grace: unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification b: a virtue coming from God c: a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine grace

I can’t get away from it this morning.

I woke up with these words–a space of grace–trailing again and again across my mind. I wanted to write about something entirely different here this morning, but the right words for that post are just too elusive. And so I’m giving in to the words that are here, and I’m exploring them.

I’ve always known these spots existed, these spaces of grace, but I’ve never had reason to put a name or a description to what they were, or what they meant to my life. They are these “pockets of time” in our spiritual journey when we experience moments so filled with His power that we are literally enabled to do what we could not do before.

Things seem to both, accelerate and slow at the same time. Oftentimes our learning, our talents, and our abilities will seem to be fast-tracked during these periods even while our observations, our reflections, and our times of meditation are slowed and filled with enormous amounts of clarity.

For some, these may be the times when they capture the vision of what they have to offer to the world around them, and they go for it. For others, these moments may be where they find strength to see their way out of temptations, and do. For still others, it is a time of discovering their voice, their passion, their ability to lead, and they step out in faith.

A space of grace is when we find ourselves in that holy place where heaven touches earth and we happen to be standing in the middle of it.

“So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God. There we will receive his mercy, and we will find grace to help us when we need it.” Hebrews 4:16

I saw a billboard a few weeks back that simply read, touching heaven, changing lives. That’s what this life is truly about, whether that life that becomes changed is someone else’s or our own.

For me, many of these times have meant moments of ‘lightbulb revelations’ – times when His word suddenly became real to me in ways that I’d either not understood before, or simply not seen before. It is during these times that I soak up, absorb, crave…more, more, more of Him. It is always a time of thankfulness, a time of rejuvenation, a time of a lot less struggle and a lot more energy.

Sometimes these pockets of time last days, sometimes months. To be honest, when the day would eventually come that I would realize that once more I seemed to be deep in the mire and muck that is daily life I would feel a bit of disappointment in myself.

I think – even though until now I’ve not taken the time to analyze these times – I thought that I had somehow brought myself to that spot with God. That my own spirituality had somehow merited me this favored time with Him. So if I’d brought myself to this special place, then it would only stand to reason that it would be ME who took myself away from it, who brought about the end of something so precious, so sacred.

Thinking about that this morning, I feel silly. But I also feel a deep joy bubbling in my soul that just cannot be unseated.

These times – these spaces of grace – are rest stops for our soul. I picture it as though I’m on a trip, a long journey, and I pull over to the side of the road. Not necessarily for a rest, or a drink, or a bite to eat. Maybe I pull over to take out the map, look back over the miles already traveled and plan and dream and anticipate the exciting stops that lie on my horizon.

It’s a time of planning and reflection, a time to dump out the trash and fuel up with all things good. It’s a time to look back on the road behind and see – maybe for the first time in a long while – just how far along on this journey that you are, and it’s a time to look ahead, knowing now from experience that the sights, the scenery, the people might move and change or even dissipate.

But not His great love. Not His direction. Never His grace.

I’m thankful this morning for spaces of grace.

One Response to Spaces of grace
  1. Barbie
    July 12, 2010 | 11:15 pm

    What a wonderful post. God gives us moments of grace every day. I am asking God to open my eyes to those times so that I can stop, rest and breathe Him in.