Grace is disruptive and radical to the core, offending every fiber of our Old Adam, which is desperate to do something that produces measurable results. Grace frightens us. Like the Samaritan woman that Jesus encounters at the well, we are simply asked to come and drink, to receive what we cannot possibly get on our own; put our weapons down and give up, and be satisfied in and through God’s grace (John 4). Last year at the Midweek service at Coral Ridge, Tullian Tchividjian read a passage from C.S. Lewis’s The Silver Chair, Book 6 in The Chronicles of Narnia, when Jill Pole meets Aslan.
Like Aslan, grace is not safe, but it is good — and there is no other stream from which to satisfy our thirst.
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