CHRISTIAN, YOU LIVE UNDER DIVINE GRACE

J. Grant Swank, Jr.


The world is under attack on numerous levels. But Christians live, not under demonic attacks, but under God’s grace.


When you go to sleep at night, thank God for His protective grace.


When you wake up in the morning, thank God for His fatherly mercy watching over you.


There is nothing that can happen in the committed life that can swerve that life from God’s heart. God is God. God is in charge of the surrendered soul.


Therefore, “take no thought for the morrow,” as Jesus counseled.


God is in charge of the surrendered tomorrows. You may plot and scheme for your security all you want to, but if your existence is under God's care, why do you do that?


But you say that God has given you reasoning powers; therefore, it is your responsibility to “plot and scheme for your security.”



Not so.


It is your responsibility to reason your head into the mind of Christ. You are to pray through to the divine graces. You are to learn the peace of total surrender to the divine plan.


Consequently, quit worrying about the attacks on present-day planet Earth. God owns the planet. It could have been blown up decades ago. It is still spinning on its axis because God holds back the demonic atomic explosives.


Satan threatens the Earth, God’s footstool, so that Satan can climb up on the footstool to hoist himself upon the heavenly throne. That will never happen. Even Satan knows that.


God protects His footstool, particularly in a nuclear age. Therefore, the same God is protecting His grace children.


So in these dire times, “take no thought for the morrow.” Rest in God’s graces, His mercy, His fatherly care for your tiniest matter. Even the hairs on your head are numbered just as God numbers the stars and knows them by name.


I talked with a woman who was threatened with all sorts of horrific conclusions against her security. Without going into detail, suffice it to say that she was going to lose her job, house and furnishings. In short, she was going to be put on the streets.


I urged her, a sincere believer, to surrender all that to Jesus.


“When Jesus puts you on the curb, call me and I will join you on the curb with Jesus and you,” I offered.


One afternoon I phoned her. “There IS a God!” she exclaimed.


Then she related that in three hours Jesus intervened on every attack level to perform one miracle after another—practical miracles.


I reiterated what I had counseled her all along the journey: “take no thought for the morrow.”