I see that way less and less. The rules all look so solid, such great places to stand on, so certain. Grace looked so mercurial. A favorite saying from the Desert Fathers says that our hearts are like stone and the Word of God is like water, but water eventually wears down stone. This is grace.
Grace is the thing that turns the rock of rules into shifting sand.
Grace isn't so much a rock on which to stand as it is the steady, unyielding love of God that wears us down and often buoys us up. The last couple of years have seen some shifting in my faith, and I'm understating. I have been re-evaluating my theology, trying to figure out what pieces of God I know because I know God and what pieces I know because I know theology. I feel like I'm slowly re-building my faith into something more than it once was, into something that is more than ecumenical councils and catechisms and prayer books. Grace and grace and grace and grace.