When, sin-stricken, burdened, and weary,

From bondage I longed to be free,

There came to my heart the sweet message:

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”

Though tempted and sadly discouraged,

My soul to this refuge will flee,

And rest in the blessed assurance:

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”

My bark may be tossed by the tempest

That sweeps o’er the turbulent sea—

A rainbow illumines the darkness:

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”

O Lord, I would press on with courage,

Though rugged the pathway may be,

Sustained and upheld by the promise:

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”

Soon, soon will the warfare be over,

My Lord face to face I shall see,

And prove, as I dwell in His presence:

“My grace is sufficient for thee.”

                                                                               —  Samuel Longfellow

Last Sunday’s sermon had a nugget or two for me to walk away with and ponder.  One was the phrase “My grace is sufficient for you.”  As my pastor pointed out, the phrase says IS, not was, not will be, not should be, not could be, IS.  Say it with me:


His grace IS sufficient for me!

There are parts of our lives where we go along our merry way, sufficient unto ourselves for the needs of the day (or so we think).  And then life hits.  A loved one dies, a job is lost, health is lost, or some of the many, many other things that can hit us in the solar plexis and make us wonder how we’re going to make it through.

It is then that this reminder sticks in our head, and even more importantly, in our heart.  It abides there, reminding us that:


We cannot go through this in our own sufficiency.

We DO not go through this in our own sufficiency.


He offers us His sufficiency.

 His sufficiency IS all that we need.



MY grace IS!

My grace is sufficient,

Just trust me and see!

Don’t look at the waves,

Just lean hard into me.

Whatever the problem

You’re facing this day,

Assume, like the child

Dad will make it okay.

I see all your tears;

They’re not lost on me.

Feel me wipe them away

As you sit on my knee.

Just trust me my child

For I know what’s ahead.

I’ve got it, sweet one

So lay back on your bed.

Dream dreams of peace

Leave it all up to me

My grace is sufficient,

Just trust me and see!

                                        — Angela Masters Young   

                                                         © 2/29/2012



How has His grace been sufficient for you?

Is it a struggle for you to trust in the midst of the storm?


suf·fi·cient — adequate for the purpose; enough: sufficient proof; sufficient protection.