I’ve been thinking lately about the relationship of law and grace. Now when I say that, I do not mean I have been reading heady theological tomes. ‘Fraid not. But I have been thinking, and this is what occurred to me.
My husband often emphasizes that law exists within the larger context of grace. In other words, acres and acres of grace, and one tree of law. Thus, the Garden of Eden: lots of trees with good fruit to eat, and only one tree off limits. We often get this the wrong way around: we think of the relationship of law and grace as a forest of forbidden trees, with one permissible tree in the midst. Are you with me so far?
So when Adam and Eve were in the Garden, it was a place of grace. Grace, grace, grace on every side until the fateful day that they disobeyed God. Then it became all law, law, law for them.
I was thinking about a place like Logos School. For most of the kids it is a place of grace. They thrive like crazy. But for the kid who does not want to tuck in his shirt (for just one example), it becomes a place of law, law, law. If he would just tuck his shirt in, he would experience the grace. But as long as he insists on not tucking it in, it seems like everyone is just out to get him! Funny how our attitude and obedience affect our understanding of the surrounding context.