Like many Reformed believers, I praise God for His amazing grace, not only for my salvation, but for later bringing me to know the doctrines of grace. I vividly remember when I finally came to see how Scripture taught God’s sovereignty in all things: that I had been born again years before, not by my own decision (John 1:13) but by a God who loves me (Eph. 2:4) and who justified me by grace alone through faith alone in Christ alone (2:8); that He is working out everything according to the purpose of His will (1:11); and that my life and future are held secure in His hands (John 10:28). I even learned to sing with joy: “Amazing love! How can it be, that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?” And yet, for many years I allowed my newfound Reformed faith, and even the cross of Christ, to fuel a heady, sinful spiritual pride. Rather than being humbled and growing in love for others in the body of Christ, I gloried in my theological superiority. It would take many years of the sanctifying work of the Spirit to show me my remaining brokenness and weakness and for the amazing love of my crucified Savior to overflow from my life onto the broken, weak, and wounded all around me.