In an explicit moment of big grace, what is your response? Would you even see it? In other words, if God took a megaphone and shouted in your ear, could you hear it?
I’ve found myself wondering why life with this “too dynamic to be safe” Jesus often seem like something to be endured. Why do I always seem to manage my expectations about this God, as though the Spirit that lives in me isn’t one that causes dry bones to live just by breathing on them? Why do I hedge my bets?