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The other day, when I was typing grave into my phone, it autocorrected it to grace. At first I didn't notice. When it caught my attention, I realized the significance of such a subtle change. With the switch of one letter the meaning of the message had completely changed. 

A grave has a certain finality to it, right? It's the "final resting place" for a human being, for a person's body. It even has in stone the dates of your birth and death etched into it. Our way of saying "The End". 

But Jesus overcame the finality of the grave. He changed it from a period at the end of a sentence to a comma. After Jesus died on the cross and was placed in the tomb, I am certain His disciples felt the finality of death. They felt the confusion of losing this man that was changing everything. They felt the weight of the loss of this person. It was over. Period.

From the grave came the ultimate act of grace. Death on a cross turned into salvation for all. I can only imagine the joy the disciples experienced as this transformation occured right before their eyes.  

In Jesus' defeat of death, His grace now reigns supreme. We take on the same death of the grave because of the grace of Jesus Christ.

"'I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!'" - Galatians 2:20-21

The spirit living in us compels us to live a different way. The grave changes everything. The grace that was provided by that death means everything. 

Thank you autocorrect for the reminder that the grave and grace are forever intertwined.

Be blessed and be a blessing
Matt Ennis






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