There was once a man who wanted to see what was beyond the horizon. So he walked the whole day, and the next day, and the next. And no matter how far he walked, he never got to see beyond the horizon. There was always more to see and more to explore.
Learning about God’s grace is much the same way. No matter how much you learn, or how wonderful the experience, there is always much more to learn and experience. Trying to fully explore the depths of grace is like trying to drain the ocean with a thimble. Every time you dip a little out, more rushes in.
Writing this blog has been humbling. Grace is so wonderful, so magnificent, so abundant, so EVERYTHING that I just want to tell the whole world! And yet, how can I convey the joy of knowing a loving God? I could sooner explain sight to a blind man or hearing to the deaf. I can write about it, but there is no substitute for finding grace for yourself. I have rarely felt so inadequate as when I write about grace. With what words can I convey the Infinite? How can a phrase capture the love of God?
A treasured hymn from the last century perhaps says it best:
Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
May the Peace of God that passes all understanding be with you always.