“How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!” – Psalm 119:103
Do you remember the moment? Can you go back to the time? Can you recall the emotion when you first heard the word of grace in your soul?
Into what fertile ground was the word of grace planted in your life? How deep was your misery or despair? What secret wretchedness was hidden in your heart? How hopeless were your aspirations of a better way? How unacceptable did your life seem to yourself and to God? Was there a place in you that felt unloved, unwanted, and unworthy?
“Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.” – Luke 7:47
Do you love much or do you love little?
It is the heart that was broken and burdened and then relieved by grace, mercy, and forgiveness that receives the word with gladness. To such a one, His voice, the voice of grace, is sweet. It soothes the troubled soul and sweetens the bitterness of guilt and regret.
There is no sin, no disappointment, nor groaning that is out of the earshot of grace.
There is no dissonance that cannot be brought into harmony when the overwhelmingly sweet sound of grace crescendos on the stage of personal history.
Grace notes swell against the chorus of our experiences. All other voices must tune themselves to the fundamental of grace. The instruments of destruction are transformed into the instruments of mercy. Grace takes center stage and all bow before Him who sings the song of the ages.
How sweet the sound of grace to those who have been forgiven much. Jesus opens His mouth and begins to sing to us. It is at the same time a lullaby of peace and a rousing call to arms. Yet, to the one receiving that sound as His Holy Word, it is always sweet. There is no sweeter sound.
Hear the Word of the Lord, dear sinner friend. It is the sound of grace. It is the sound of mercy. It is the sound of forgiveness and hope.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound.