I remember when God showed up in my life thinking wow even the faith He has given me so I could believe came from Him! By His grace He gave me the faith so that I could believe!
It is all from Him. He who began a good work in us will carry it on to completion..
We do have a choice but in some ways do we? When given evidence such as I was what response can one have except to believe. Essentially the only choice is to accept the gift of faith as given by His grace to one such as I who least deserved His attention and mercy. Like Peter 'where else would we go, who else has the words of eternal life?' - my paraphrase.
I'm all for people having the choice, and always had been.. I do think God does not force us, but after God showed up in my life it became very apparent to me that it was God who had completely made my coming to Him possible. My part in it, if there was any was only to accept the portion of faith He had given me so that I could believe.
I believe grace is God's power moving.
So we are saved by grace - it is God's hand at work imho.
We are given Grace (enabling power from God) to do what God designed us to do to bring Him glory.
So we are saved by grace (God's power working) through faith (the gift of faith that God Himself has given us) so that no man can boast.
As much as I would like to think we play a part in it, it is all God, or else we would be able to boast that we had a part to play in it.
I am still pondering on exactly what I believe but I certainly believe that even the smallest inclination we have toward God is at His instigation.
I very much agree with you! It was the exact same for me, even my faith was a gift from him!
Its funny, but HE began teaching me long ago to listen to HIS voice too! If HE hadn't taught me that even HIS voice was actually from HIM, I probably would not have listened when HE did speak!
There was a day I was driving on gravel roads, I was driving about 65-70 miles an hour, I was used to gravel and used to the road, and I had no fear of going that fast.
Well, as I began to go up a blind hill on the gravel road, I heard a voice say slow down.. well, I figured it was my own mind and so I did not slow - I knew what I was doing.. and then I heard it again, slow down - and once more I brushed away the voice, thinking it was my own mind.. then I heard it again, now it yelled at me - slow down stop! I am thinking what? So I answered and said no!
At this point I have decided myself perfectly crazy.. as now I am talking to myself.. lol but this is the way it went.
After I said no the voice yelled at me again, STOP! GET OVER to the other side of the road! I heard. Well that was perfectly nuts, going up a blind hill on the wrong side of the road. So again I said no!
Then it yelled at me again STOP! GET OVER to the other side! Well, by this time I was almost near the top of the hill, and I slowed as much as I could at that point, which brought me down to about 40 or 45 miles per hour, and I got over to the other side of the road, thinking to myself when this idiotic act kills me, they will write on my tombstone that I was a dumb woman!
But I did what I could, slowed as much as possible and with so much fear got over to the wrong side of the road, feeling like I had both gone insane, and that this was the moment I would die..
Well.. when I reached the top of the hill, just over on the other side on the right side of the road, was an 18 wheeler tractor trailer full of cattle broke down on the side of the road. There was no way to see it until you were literally on top of it..
Had I not listened, and topped that hill going 65 or 70 miles per hour, I would be dead today. That was the day I started listening to the voice when I heard it..and that day changed everything for me. Because that was the day I realized fully that GOD speaks to us and has direct interaction in our lives!
You are so right that even our faith comes from HIM! None of it is from ourselves! All Praise and Glory is for HIM!