By grace alone... Not by works
I had an “I’m glad I’m not Catholic” moment during church on Sunday.
In some variants on Christianity, grace is imparted through such things as taking communion or getting baptized — rather than being symbolic, your salvation depends on eating the bread, drinking the wine, and getting wet in some form.
Some would call this a pretty low barrier to entry. It’s hard to mess up eating a cracker or something that in most other circumstances would be considered a bread crumb.
And yet, I managed, through an act of sheer dextrous incompetence, to drop the body of Christ when I was supposed to be eating it in remembrance of him.
It was a very clear reminder that it’s by grace that we’re saved, and not by works, so that no man can boast… even in something as simple and straightforward as eating, which you’d think most of us would have figured out by this age.
