Thursday, April 9, 2026

The Reign of Grace

 


Romans 5:20-6:4
THE REIGN OF GRACE
To enjoy the benefits of God’s gospel (forgiveness of sin, eternal life in God’s presence), Paul has told us we must fully trust in Christ Jesus, who has provided us an imputed righteousness as a free gift. He lived, died, arose, and ascended as our Representative, succeeding on our behalf where Adam failed. His saving work cancels out for believers the curse brought upon us by Adam’s disobedience, and that work continues to save us until we reach our future glory!
Paul has already told his readers that no one can be justified by keeping the written law. In view of HOW a person is justified (faith alone), what made it necessary for the law to be given? The answer given in verse 20 may be puzzling: “that the offense might abound.” The law entered the picture so that sin would abound!
There are several ways that statement might be taken: One sense of this statement is that our sinful thoughts, words and deeds would be magnified and seen for the wicked things they truly are, just as a microscope can show us the germs that are abundant in a drop of water. Without the power of the microscope, we’d be totally unaware that those germs are there and are making us sick. Without the written law of God, we might still feel that something is wrong in our souls, but Lord’s commandments reveal more clearly the nature of that wrong by spelling God’s requirements out to us.
Another sense of the law increasing sin, is that the more rules our corrupted hearts become aware of, the more we are determined to break them, due to our sinful natures. As Paul has explained already, death was already reigning from Adam to Moses, as a curse upon all whom Adam had represented when he disobeyed and ate the forbidden fruit. The laws of right and wrong were operating during that time within the human community, but the written law made them much more specific, and our sins far more numerous as we were already rebellious toward God in our hearts.
The great Saint Augustine wrote about a boyhood exploit where he and some of his friends stole pears from a neighbor’s orchard. He enjoyed this act of thievery… despite the fact that he didn’t even care for pears! It’s sadly true that by nature, sins aren’t always committed to get something we desire, but merely because we like to break the rules. We naturally rebel against restraint because we want to be a law unto ourselves.
But it wasn’t God’s intention to allow sin to go on unchecked forever. Back in Eden, God promised that a Seed of the woman would one day crush the head of the serpent who’d tempted our first parents to sin. The rest of the Bible from that time on told the story of the coming of that Redeemer. Even while Adam’s curse was upon us over all those centuries, even while God was revealing the scope and sinfulness of sin, the Lord was causing His GRACE to increase and abound even more than the sin was.
Verse 20 goes on to say that grace “super-abounded” in answer to the abounding of man’s sin. God’s grace doesn’t just keep pace with sin’s increase; it far surpasses it! First, He withheld physical death from Adam and Eve for hundreds of years. This was grace! He permitted the sacrifice of a substitute to cover their sins by accepting their offerings on the altar. This was grace! He chose Abraham and his offspring to bring a holy people into the world as a witness to all the sinful nations. This too was grace! Think of the symbols and figures in the system of sacrifices given to Israel. All of these pointed again and again to the coming of the Savior.
The super-abounding nature of God’s grace is the only real answer to the increase of sin and sin’s authority and power to bring death to mankind. Verse 21 emphasizes this divine answer by reminding us that grace actually reigns supreme! By using death as its tool, sin might be reigning in a physical sense...But because God’s grace provides forgiveness for sinners through the Lord Jesus, sin’s reign is only temporary. Grace reigns through Christ’s righteousness, unto eternal life!
In Paul’s epistle to the Romans, he makes a transition here at the start of chapter 6. He has fully explained the way that God’s grace triumphs over sin and death. Now Paul asks, “What shall we say then?” In other words, “so what?” He is about to teach us about the process called sanctification. This is a necessary result of being justified by faith. As many have said, we are saved by faith alone, but saving faith doesn’t REMAIN alone. It results in good works.
Remember that Roman Catholicism teaches justification is granted on the basis of faith PLUS good works. These teachers feel that if Protestants teach justification is by faith ALONE, then the door is thrown open to a kind of lawlessness. They think: “If my works don’t count toward my right standing with God, then they don’t matter at all, and I can keep on sinning because grace will abound!” Paul gives a strong denial: “Certainly not!” Or even stronger: “God forbid!” People often forget that salvation is not just a human decision. It is a supernatural act of God the Holy Spirit, one that regenerates the soul!
Verse 2 tells us that there is a death a person dies when he comes to Christ. He dies a death to sin. At the point a person places his faith in Jesus and is justified, a brand new life begins. For a Born-again Christian, living in sin is now out of the question. “It is by grace you are saved, through faith, and this is not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, so that no one may boast.” Saving faith is a gift from God given at the time we are born again by the Spirit. This results in an immediate change of a person’s heart and desires. The life-long process of sanctification has begun: becoming more and more like Christ.
Is this a reality in YOUR life? Do you find in your heart the deep, passionate desire to please the Lord Jesus, not to BECOME saved, but because He already HAS saved you? Are you living a life of gratitude toward God because He found you in your sin and rebellion, and gave you the free gift of eternal life through faith in His Son? Or are you still satisfied with a self-centered life where you’re content to simply please yourself, and only pray to God when it’s convenient? Search your heart. Do you see the Spirit helping you to become more like the Master?
Verses 3 and 4 speak of baptism, which is the symbolic ritual a believer is commanded to submit to. In the New Testament, baptism came to be so closely connected with a person’s salvation, many have taught that water baptism itself is a requirement for a person to be saved. While this is untrue, it IS true that baptism is a matter of personal obedience to Jesus Christ, who commanded that all His followers be baptized into His name.
Baptism is a visible way a Christian identifies personally with his new Lord and Savior, and with his or her fellow believers. When a believer is lowered into the waters of baptism, it’s a picture of putting his old life to death on the cross along with Jesus, who died in the sinner’s place. Then, rising out of the water symbolizes the person’s new life as a righteous child of God, with the expectation of seeking to please the Lord in all of his future thoughts, words and deeds...to be like Jesus in every way!
MNA
4-9-2026

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

When I Left

 
When I left, I thought the world
would smile and welcome me,
That my wealth would buy me friends
when I at last was free.
When I left, the thrills of earth
were beckoning and bright. . .
Surely in some far-off land
I'd find my soul's delight.
When I left, my father's love
seemed common and naive;
His demands seemed tiresome for
what wealth I would receive.
Bristling at his patient smile,
I left with what was mine.
Soon my least regret was drowned
by women, song and wine.
When I left, my brother's rights
were more than I could bear;
While he lived, I couldn't hope
to claim his "lion's share"!
Why should I be destined by
some accident of birth?
When I left, I vowed one day
to blind them by my worth!
When I left, I just assumed
sweet fate would take a hand. . .
But when the music stopped, I found
I'd have to pay the band.
When I woke from childish dreams,
I faced the grown-up price.
Though the world welcomed me once,
it would not do it twice.
Finally, that birthplace I loathed
was all that I had left.
From a prince to feeding swine,
of hope and pride bereft.
When I left the world behind
with nothing left but need,
Back at home, I hoped, at least
from hunger I'll be freed. . .
When I left to stagger home,
good memories came to mind:
Many times my father had
to starving souls been kind--
Let them work or glean his fields
to scale poverty's slope. . .
No claim to inheritance,
mere mercy was my hope!
Surely, I'd had every right
to squander what was mine;
I could claim I had been robbed,
that fortune failed to shine. . .
But, somehow I knew this was
my sole chance to return.
That I had no hope but him
I'd spent my all to learn.
When I left, I'd left behind
the blessing of my birth;
My best gift I'd thrown away
to be a child of earth. . .
Humbly now, retracing steps
which proudly I once strode,
Home became a place to beg,
instead of an abode.
When he left, running to me,
I feared he came with wrath;
Servants following at his heels,
he hurried down that path!
Whispering, "I knew you'd come,"
beaming through tears of joy,
Kissing and embracing me,
he cried, "Welcome, my boy!"
Stunned, I stammered, "Father, I
have sinned--disgraced your name!"
But he introduced me 'round
without a trace of shame:
"It's my son! Alive again!"
my father crowed aloud.
"Bring his robe! His shoes! His ring!
Go! Rustle up a crowd!"
"Let the fattened calf be killed!
Let revelry begin!"
Now that I was lost and found,
he pardoned what I'd been.
While astonished brothers gaze
in wonderment, I know:
When I left my father's house,
he longed GRACE to bestow.
MNA
c. 2000

Saturday, February 28, 2026

That Means Everyone

 

The teachers and the lawyers
   kept an eye on what He did;
They heard He healed the lepers
   and that multitudes were fed,
But they grew hot and bothered
   at the friends He chose to make,
So He said, "The sick need doctors,
   and you sleepers need to wake!"

For our God is like a Shepherd,
   ever searching for the stray;
Our God is like a woman
   seeking a coin that got away;
Our God is like a Father,
   longing to restore His son. . .
Jesus came to save the lost,
   and that means everyone.

Do not be an "older brother,"
   thinking you deserve your share;
If it wasn't for your Father,
   you'd do all the "young ones" dare!
And if you cannot admit it,
   you will never share His heart. . .
Every journey to His Kingdom
   still demands a humble start!

Everyone who will believe,
Everyone who'll weep,
Everyone who will admit,
"I've been a wandering sheep!"
Every rambling rebel
Who has finally reached the end:
You're the one He welcomes---
Jesus proudly calls you "friend."

For our God is the Good Shepherd,
   bringing home each wretched stray;
Our God is like a woman
   finding coins that got away;
Our God's the loving Father,
   who restored us through His Son. . .
Jesus came to save the lost,
   and that means everyone.


MNA
c. 2000

Friday, February 27, 2026

Follow Me

 

Follow Me. . .
I'll be yours and you'll be mine;
Follow Me. . .
You'll cast out my fishing line.
Follow Me. . .
Don't wait for another time;
My flame will make your candle shine--
Come, follow me.
Come and see
Where I walk and where I dwell;
Come and see. . .
Watch me make the crippled well.
Come and see. . .
What I've planned I cannot tell,
But I see I've rung your bell,
So come and see.
It isn't all I've come to call,
Just you who know your need. . .
The cheaters and the harlots, too,
Might enter in ahead of you!
You must be blind to see the truth,
In prison, to be freed!
Learn of Me. . .
Sit in wonder at my feet;
Learn of Me. . .
Taste, and see my words are sweet.
Learn of Me. . .
Here where care and comfort meet,
Hear the call of my heart's beat,
And learn of Me.
Bear the tree. . .
Be prepared to give your all;
Bear the tree. . .
In the world or "to the wall."
Bear the tree. . .
If you truly heard the call,
Though the cost be big or small,
You'll bear the tree.
I came with truth and miracles,
But you would not believe;
You wouldn't let me salve your eyes--
Instead you plotted my demise.
But you're welcome still to claim the prize
If my words you'll receive.
You'll be free. . .
From the lies that gripped your past;
You'll be free. . .
From the King's approaching wrath.
You'll be free. . .
In my Kingdom, coming fast--
Safe in my loving arms at last,
You will be free.
MNA
c. 2000

Wednesday, February 25, 2026

In the City of Man

 


"Like god. . ." the serpent had said.
Not so with Abel and Cain.
Marked out, the guilty one fled,
Now that the faithful lay slain.
But the earth-cursed wanderer
Who should have known better
Soon built his palace on the plain,
Marked out his will and his plan:
Raised up the City of Man.

"We'll build," the rebels declared,
"So high, His judgment won't reach."
All pride imagined was dared,
Till God confounded their speech.
Still, the scattered wanderers
Who should have found wisdom
All built their bastions on the beach,
Someday the whole earth to span:
Their pride, the City of Man.

"Woe! Woe!" all nations will cry
When fallen Babylon burns.
No cache of cultures can buy
His grace when Jesus returns!
Now the wine-dulled wanderers
Who should have read Scripture
Will wake to ruin when they learn
Their pride makes way for the Lamb:
He who fells the City of Man.

O beware! The City of Man
Fights a battle it never can win.
Sleeper, wake! Your Vanity Fair
Is an apple with a broken skin.
We can't repair the damage we've done;
We must be born again. . .
Before the King takes His stand
Once again, in the City of Man.

Foe of the Faithful, friend of the Beast,
God even now makes ready His feast. . . 
But safe in a City "not made by hands. . ."
(Only the blood-bought citizen understands!)

MNA
c. 2000

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Pandora's Box


Pandora's box is empty now;
Our pride unlatched the lid somehow.
We wonder how we could allow 
Such evils to escape?
Yet, lessons deep in history
Have long uncovered this for me;
This fabled, former mystery
That often changes shape. . .

Men garner blessings so immense
From wooing, pard'ning Providence,
And start, with gratitude intense,
God's goodness to extol.
But getting gifts is but the hem
Of holding and enjoying them;
So oft, ingratitude will stem 
From loving their control.

It never seems enough for us
To see the wind for what it does;
We yearn to find out what it was
Before it blew our way.
So, inwardly, we curse the craft
That caused breath o'er our souls to waft,
That bade us know, then seeming laughed
That limits dimmed our day.

We try to trace, we need to know
The tempting gifts of twilight-glow
Whose rays impel us to and fro
With no real place to land. . .
For truly science can predict
From laws the Lord chose to inflict
Such outcomes as He wisely picked
For wise to understand.

But we, like Job the upright man,
Still vexed within a hidden plan,
Fight for a knowledge greater than
Our faithful God reveals.
That Tree we robbed from, we admit,
Robbed us of His rest, bit by bit---
Made us the carnal conduit
Of whining, proud appeals.

Now in our minds, all things we store,
And prize, outside them, gifts galore,
Yet seek that longed-for "something more"
That teases, tests and tempts.
We think that Hand that prunes the vine
And stores His joy in simple wine
Now from the child of gifts divine
Such fruitfulness exempts?

We are not trolls or dwarves or elves,
Left to produce but for ourselves
And fill up endless trophy shelves
Or run and endless race. . .
Not merely livers of the Law
With passion plain and reason raw;
Men yearn to wield some ass's jaw
To win some highest place.

So, myriad voices boast to fill
That restless vacuum of their will--
Amuse them and entice, until
They break on the unknown. . .
And often find themselves entrenched
Deep in their souls, no hunger quenched,
Holding to life with soul-fists clenched:
A deathly, twilit zone,

Till they through many zones have moved,
Though every proud warpath has proved
To dull their hearts toward "God so loved. . ."
And drench His friendly flame.
The One who drafted space and time
And spoke His potent pantomime,
Then rushed to clothe His creature's crime,
Stark naked in our shame;

But stubborn flesh refused to cling
To shame that needed comforting.
We chose to ban that healthy sting
With medicine or myth. . .
We learned to bear it from our birth,
Say stoically, "It doesn't hurt". . .
Each wandering exile on the earth
Whose head is marked therewith.

Now full-ashamed of shame are we
And callously transplant the Tree
And reap a ruthless trinity
Of body, soul and pride.
We hasten to sate pride's desire
For stimuli, and magic's mire,
Fearing the truth of logic's fire
Would set dark dreams aside.

Besides, do we not have the wits
To shout down holy hypocrites
Whose story loud and long admits
To foibles, factions, strife?
How pitiful the church's shame
Must harken to a higher Name. . .
Just give them time; they'll find the same
Futility in life!

Yes, long ago we read their Book.
We gave their Christ a cursory look.
We sympathize how they mistook
His loving words for light. . .\
He sang them like the pipes of Pan
To bring us back where we began;
We found we must embrace the Man
Whose love refused our fight.

And His men strike us still that way,
Who weirdly weather His delay,
As if they've found some distant day
Where striving is no more. . .
Yet we will still, till cry the rocks,
Pick proudly the Creator's locks,
Convinced that no Pandora's box
Remains for us in store.


MNA
c. 2000?

Monday, February 16, 2026

IT'S PERSONAL


I said that I would seek the truth
   if I found it worth the trip. . .
Now I can show you living proof:
   truth is found in a relationship!
The truth can only set you free
   if you know where it begins. . .
I thought truth had eluded me,
  ’til I found I had avoided HIM!

Surprise! The truth is personal.
The goal I sought is a personal Being. . .
The line is irreversible:
In back of it all, it was GOD I was seeing.
A holy God loves me even though I sinned,
And His word reveals His face
As His Son redeems our race.
I received His grace. I was PERSONAL to Him.

Most people turn the truth away,
   for He’s not what they desire. . .
Our wicked hearts lead us astray,
   quenching rumors of eternal fire!
Meanwhile, we scar our personhood,
   trading fact for fantasy. . .
’Til one day, by grace I understood
   that this sinless Person died for me!

Surprise! The truth is personal.
The goal we seek is a personal Being. . .
The line is irreversible:
In back of it all, it’s GOD we are seeing.
A holy God loves us even though we sin,
And His word reveals His face,
As His Son redeems our race.
We received His grace. We were PERSONAL to Him.

Yes, the Bible tells the story.
   All the facts are written down.
I can pass your test,
   I can do my best to show you. . .
But upon that Day in glory,
   when all facts his voice will drown,
Will you hear Him cry,
   “Go away, for I don’t know you!”?

Surprise! The truth is personal.
The goal you seek is a personal Being. . .
The line is irreversible:
In back of it all, it’s GOD you are seeing.
A holy God loves you, even though you’ve sinned,
And His word reveals His face,
As His Son redeems our race.
O receive His grace. You are PERSONAL to Him!


MNA
March 8, 1996