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Draped in scarlet-rich chenille the rising sun contends with the lingering chill of night. Every leaf, petal and blade of grass receives a tender kiss from the soft glow of morning. A slight breeze on my face blows peace into my soul.
This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine.
Sliding my fingers over my phone I begin to mourn the tranquil that will soon end at the touch of a single button. But I must make the call—for the hope this beauty will flourish within community.
I press the numbers and hear the ring. She speaks. I listen. Beauty fades. Our hearts grieve over a loved one’s spirit seduced by death.
Grace. It’s all I can think about.
Sometimes a life must be buried before Grace can raise it from the dead.
In the midst of grieving, praying and hoping for the one lured into dark places—I can’t help but think about—me.
Will I need to be buried in my sin before I choose Grace to run deep under my skin and course through my veins?
When will I yield?
Phone now silenced my knees hit the sharp blades of grass. Sun hits harsh and scarlet wrap is tossed aside. Faced down on the ground I know the truth—this friend is not the only one enticed by the enemy.
Ruthless rays from the sun beat hot on my neck and back. The light unbearably bright and I come face to face with the depth of my brokenness. I want to escape, but His holiness holds me steady. Sobs break free from the fight and I tremble as the One who bled scarlet drapes Himself over me.
Grace.
This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine.
On the journey with you,
Laura
~Who is wooing you today?
~Do you talk about someone else’s sin to keep yourself from thinking about your own?
~What is stopping you from examining your own heart?
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Reflective Scripture
I delight greatly in the LORD;
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of his righteousness,
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. Isaiah 61:10
Relevant Worship
How Beautiful the Blood Flows by Steve Fee
Find You on My Knees by Kari Jobe
King of My Surrender by ChadSpriggs
Heather Kopp at SoberBoots.com said:
This is lovely, Laura. You have a grasp on grace that is clear and contagious. So glad I found you. 🙂 H
Laura Krämer said:
Thank you Heather. I’m glad I found you too. We “get” each other, don’t we.
To have a “grasp on grace” is bittersweet, isn’t it?
To know grace I must know the pain of my brokenness.
But without a doubt the sweetness of His grace far outweighs the bitterness of my sin.
Grateful for grace.
Melanie said:
Grace.
This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine.
Selah! Grace is where I want to stay. So beautifully written my friend!
Laura Krämer said:
Oh if only I could remember the sweetness and beauty of being wrapped in His grace more often. Sometimes the journey is moment to moment.
Thanks for reading friend, but more importantly thanks for joining me on the journey.
Cindy Powell said:
“This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine” Me too. Love this.
Laura Krämer said:
Thank you Cindy. I love these moments when I “get” grace. May you be forever wrapped up in Him…always.
Sofia Simpson said:
Grace, it is not deserved. Even for those who have hurt me, they have this grace. Thank God! For, if my worst fears can have grace, then I can, too. Thank God! God is merciful and forever abundant in his love and grace. Praise Him! Without Him, I am nothing, a shell of forgiveness, not a wellspring of love. I choose to love, live, share in surivival. I praise my Jesus for victory, not death, by being trapped by terror and grief. He can heal, He has healed, He will heal. He gives so much and asks nothing in return but one thing, my all-consuming love. I freely give it, with all of my heart, I give it to Him who, with His immeasurable grace, asked for it.
Laura Krämer said:
This. Is. Beautiful.
I feel your passion friend.
Your life is evident of His grace.
Victory to you in all things.
Eugene Suchey said:
The Lord has given you a real ministry……yours posts are magnificent, spirit filled….touch lives……touching mine……thank you……Uncle Gene
Laura Krämer said:
So humbled by your words. Thank you for affirming me. It means more than I could ever convey.
Mike and Lesley Glenn said:
Will I need to be buried in my sin before I choose Grace to run deep under my skin and course through my veins?
This is where I started …. its not where my story ends though. So grateful.
Thanks Laura for sharing your journey with us.
Laura Krämer said:
“This is where I started…it’s not where my story ends though” Beautifully said.
Thank you for the way your journey of restoration brings hope to others–including me.
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