The other day in school we were reviewing prefixes and suffixes in preparation for the EOGs.
I put up irresistible on my ActivBoard, wanting my kids to think through it like this: ir = not, ible = able to be, irresistible = not able to say no to something. (That was a nice little English recap from childhood for you.) Since then I’ve been thinking a lot about God’s irresistible grace. Typically, I always think of irresistible grace in reference to salvation, but I’ve seen it so often in my life since then. Some of my dearest moments are after that, when Jesus sought me when I wasn’t seeking; when I was indifferent; when I wasn’t digging my feet in and just forcing myself to pray more or want more or do more. The moments I’ve had the most clarity that my Savior loves me were when he brought me back when I was straying; when I was having a crisis, and he just showed up without being invited, and I had no choice but to cry and whisper thank you; when I was walking in the mundane and he just grabbed my hand and reminded me he wanted to guide me. It is true in my life that he has sought me out more than I have sought him out. That both humbles me and fills me with so much gratitude. And for me, that’s the greatest proof of his love: that he won’t let me go.
“The Lord directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their lives. Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand.” Psalm 37:23-24
“Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love.
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it. Seal it for thy courts above.”