The Common Grace of Common Sense
When I was younger, my dad routinely called me out for bone-headed mistakes. Often, my hiccups and no-no’s wouldn’t come out in rebellion of the status quo. Few people would boast that my character exudes a rebel heart of uncommon mentality. I was an early 18th century United States without Thomas Paine. I didn’t possess a lick of common sense. I actively lacked it, most would say I was dying to possess of it. This morning, when reading “A Long Obedience in the Same Direction” by Eugene Peterson, I was blessed to read the following quote: “The way is plain—walk in it. Keeping the rules and obeying the commands is only common sense.” In that moment, harkening back to the days of my youth without a shade of common sense, I thought, “Was I straying from the way of Christ when I didn’t realize that most doors are pushes and not pulls?” Also, are we sure the way of Christ is plain? I've always considered it like the yellow brick road or a trail of green grass in the middle of the Va