You know how sometimes something just sticks in your head like a commercial jingle?  Thankfully the one sticking in my head is a song by Shane and Shane which has the refrain, “My grace, my grace, my grace is sufficient, my grace is sufficient.”  It runs through my head over and over again reminding me that God is enough.

It’s one of the things that I firmly believe yet struggle to live out.  I know I believe the Bible to be true and my God to be trustworthy therefore I must believe that His grace is sufficient.  He says it in 2 Corinthians 12:9.  When Paul asked the Lord to remove the thing that challenged him the most, God responded with, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”

I feel like I have so many weaknesses, so many challenges, that I can’t fix.  No amount of determination will make things the way I want them to be apart from divine intervention.  I have to figure out what it means to live knowing His grace is sufficient.

I get it.  God is enough, but why doesn’t it feel that way?  Sometimes I get it better than others.  Sometimes I know to my core He is enough – His grace is enough.  Other times life just overwhelms me with clutter and chores and children.  Now, if His grace appeared in the form of a maid or a cook or a home manager I might “get it” a little better.  I don’t mean to be silly….well, too silly…I just can’t deny that sometimes nothing seems sufficient to truly cover the tasks that lay before me.

Lord, what does it look like?  How do I live sufficient grace?  I’m still figuring this out, but I believe that time in the Word – reading, studying, and memorizing it will transform my mind and change my perspective.  I thing it must be one of those supernatural things that happens without me realizing it.  Someday, hopefully soon, I’ll find that I lived through the day because God was sufficient.  It wasn’t that I was sufficient or that the tasks were lessened, but completely that His grace, HIS grace was sufficient.

When the laundry will not ever get done, His grace is sufficient.

When the dishes are piled high, His grace is sufficient.

When the house explodes with clutter, His grace is sufficient.

When everything feels like an imminent disaster just waiting to happen, His grace is sufficient.

When my teenagers are fussing and fighting, His grace is sufficient.

When my preschoolers are just plain rotten, His grace is sufficient.

When I can’t figure out how to do this single parent thing (AT ALL!), His grace is sufficient.

When I’m lonely (how is that possible?), His grace is sufficient.

When I’m overwhelmed (when am I not?), His grace is sufficient.

When I’m exhausted (sure love to get some sleep someday), His grace is sufficient.

When I can’t figure out our finances, His grace is sufficient.

When the basement floods for the 10^th time in 8 months (no kidding), His grace is sufficient.

When the car makes an interesting noise at odd times, His grace is sufficient.

When the doctor can’t identify the problem, His grace is sufficient.

When the doctor can identify the problem, His grace is sufficient.

When I have to deal with my ex, His grace is sufficient.

When I have to ignore comments meant to help but which hurt deeply, His grace is sufficient.

When I watch my children struggle, His grace is sufficient.

When I don’t want to make ONE MORE DECISION, His grace is sufficient.

When I begin the day, live the day and end the day, His grace is sufficient.

I’m still singing the song in my head, “His grace, His grace, His grace is sufficient…”  I wish I could hum it for you so you could get it stuck in your head too.