I was talking to a friend on the phone last night about legalism vs. grace. We discussed the fact that anyone who still attends a local group is more than likely hearing legalism in some form or the other . Sometimes it's a little; sometimes it's a lot. In response I said, "A little arsenic in the Kool-aid . . . " I never got to finish the sentence because she was laughing so hard but she knew exactly what I meant.
It may look like Kool-aid and it may even taste like Kool-aid but it's not really Kool-aid. Anyone tasting it would probably think that it tasted a little funny and that it didn't smell quite right. If they ignore those warning signals and drink it anyway, they may end up dead or, at least, very sick.
Legalism is like arsenic. When a little is mixed with grace, we often have a sense that it's not quite right. Those of us who have been trained by religion for many years have learned to ignore those warning signals. The result has been the same as drinking a little arsenic . . . sick, unhealthy believers who never grow properly.
The only way to health is to be ruthless as far as legalism is concerned. I'm developing an allergy to legalism. When it comes near me, I start to itch all over and the only thing that helps is to immerse myself in Father's love and grace.
Since I got seriously involved in learning about grace several months ago, Father has set me free in many ways and now all I want is to continue this journey of knowing him and growing in grace.