Until we actually believe this is what God wants for us, we’ll hedge our bets. We’ll see grace as a garnish; or a spice, a condiment, like paprika, to be sprinkled sparingly. We’ll constantly keep using that same lame cliché that it must be balanced with something else. I always sigh at that line. It’s like saying you must balance your intake of air with something else. If all truth is in grace (and it is) and all grace in truth (and it is), then we can probably let go of that ridiculous, falsely religious, nonsensical parody of truth.