You Are In Your Season Of Grace

Follow something I believe I read in a note by Victor Alexander, I call the seventy sevens of years of Daniel 9 the Season of Grace. I see it as a sort of snapshot of all history and of our personal salvation history, kind of a restatement of God's grace to us. But I know that it doesn't look like much of a grace. The Jews were in captivity in Babylon, had to rebuild the Temple amidst contentious neighbors, had to contend with Antiochus Epiphanes, were subjugated by Rome--not a lot of real good days. There was the promise of a savior, and a bunch of the faithful Jews went out to the wilderness to prepare themselves in communities disciplined under teachers of righteousness until the Messiah arrived. Then the Captain of the Hosts of Heaven did arrive, but not like they expected. He died in their stead, as their sacrifice. Grace at the end winning out. All of it is as an adumbration of our lives here: pretty much life sucks until we wake up to the oneness we have always been of.

Obviously, not everyone is waking up in this life. This is death, separation from conscious attachment. It was appointed for all to die of conscious attachment this once, and to mature to perfection through however many lives and deaths it takes to wake up to the grace proffered. From the initial flip into the death these lives are to the reward of the Grace of Oneness is the Season of Grace. It is personal. You can go for it or ignore it, fight it or get harvested--each of us is in the Season.