I am very practical.  If it doesn’t really serve a purpose, I tend to not buy something on a whim (unless it’s fro-yo, of course…I’m always up for that).  I’m not a minimalist, but my decorations tend to gravitate towards certain parts of the house.  I’m very compartmentalized.  I love to fit things where they belong.  All tied up in a nice neat package.

But life isn’t that way.  And God isn’t either.

When I became a Christian, the Christian life was about following rules, living my life in a set of organized, practical compartments.  As I got older, this way of life got really messy.  I wasn’t just trying to fit my life into these rules, but trying to fit God into them as well.

1 Corinthians 1:18

“For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved, it is the power of God.”

What is that message?  That I can’t control my salvation, not with boxes, traditions or rules.  Salvation came with my acceptance and submission to Christ and his sacrifice.  It’s maintained, not by what I do, but by God’s grace and promise.   And that’s pretty cool.