A Vineyard Which Ye Planted Not

a parent and a child kneading dough

One of the shocking things about grace is how uneven it is. Man can keep his wits about him when observing the soda machine. One dollar in, one soda out. Two dollars in, two sodas out. It seems fair enough. Even if a man doesn’t have a dollar, and subsequently, no soda, he can still sleep at night because the world seems to be clicking along like a machine, no need to look up, no sign of a benevolent benefactor in the sky.

But when a man comes face to face with grace, without partaking of it himself, ruffled go his feathers. There he is, having worked a full day for a full day’s pay. And all is well in his world. But then comes a co-worker who worked only one hour, and the boss gives him a full day’s pay just the same? Grace abounds. But to unbelieving man, this is a miscarriage of justice. There’s a glitch in his soda machine.

Grace is supernatural. It is otherworldly. It is a reminder that blessings come from somewhere, from someone.

God gave Israel land for which they did not labor and vineyards which they did not plant (Joshua 24:13). And he has done the same for us. Here is bread from a field we did not plant. Wine from a vineyard we did not work.

But the One who did supply this bread and wine owns every field and every vineyard. So come and buy without money (Isaiah 55:1). Come eat his bread, he gives it to you. Come into his vineyard. Drink deeply of this cup of grace. It will never run dry. Come in faith and welcome to Jesus Christ.

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