If not for the grace of God I would charge head long into my own demise. I would be utterly undone as I lay hold on the wickedness of my heart's desires. If not for the grace of God I would willingly dash my skull against the jagged rocks of my sin. I would bear greater and greater witness against myself; boldy affirming God's judgement against me.
If not for the grace of God, I would proudly stand before Him in arrogance wrongfully demanding my imagined right to enter His rest; handing Him bloody rag after bloody rag as evidence of my empty claim to inheritance.
I would mark my accomplishments, my good deeds, my works of righteousness; and I would be utterly disgusting to Him. I would have nothing to stand upon when He irresistibly bids me welcome into the fullness of the presence of His wrath for all eternity.
If not for the grace of God...
But O, Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
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