Pleasant Reminder

In class on Tuesday the professor challenged us as we had previously turned in a paper referring to what three "solas" we would implement for the church today and no one put "grace." He was concerned that our generation may be forgetting the power of grace.
Right after that I went to chapel where the speaker spoke of grace saying, "If you want to make the world mad preach about law; if you want to make the church mad preach about grace."
I then came back to my apartment and read through Romans. I have a feeling God is trying to get my attention.
I forget his grace far to often. I'm afraid of its glorious richness; God not only freely gave his Son for the salvation for all who will receive, he desires to continue to lavish grace upon those who believe. I do not need to work to earn God's approval. I do not need to worry about failing and losing his love. I do not need to fear that God will be less pleased with me tomorrow then he is today.
I need to push into his grace - live and breath it. I need to drink in his love and mercy. This sounds scary because in a world that is based so strongly on performance, receiving things freely feels like a cheap shortcut. Preaching the freedom of grace feels scandalous. It makes our actions seem smaller and less significant and God bigger and mightier. It minimizes us and magnifies God. But that's the magnificences of grace; it is all about God and not at all about us.