The Grace of God by Andy Stanley

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None of us deserves what God offers, a life free from sin and hope for a glorious future, but unbelievably it's ours for the taking. Why? Because of God's grace. The unmerited favor, the lavish love and kindness he pours out on us, and has, since Creation.

But if it's so available then why do we live a graceless life? Why are our churches filled with disillusioned Christians, weary of religion's demands, struggling with personal defeat because of issues or behaviors?

Join pastor Andy Stanley as he traces grace through the Old and New Testaments, observing God's grace at work in the lives of some of the best—and worst—characters. He also uses personal stories from his own life to reveal how grace is not a natural response but is the most essential one. Together these stories unravel the mystery of grace and tell of its transforming power to set us free.

I don't usually read such a high quantity of books by the same author in a year, but the words of Andy Stanley keep making their way to my desk. I have been greatly moved by his exposition on many subjects and given glimpses of insight into scripture that I have no had before. This book was true to that rule. Seeing God's grace throughout the Old Testament was so rich. I cried seeing God's grace in the story of Rahab. He extended days of grace in Jericho so that the inhabitants might repent. This was a wonderful and thought provoking read. It was an excellent follow to the last book of his that I read, Enemies of the Heart.

This book was graciously provided by Thomas Nelson Publishers for review.

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