So powerful. This struck a chord with me - it’s really trust that opens the way to Grace. Or my own lack of trust that tends to limit grace. These are great questions to be with. I started journaling moments of grace about a year ago, and I can always find something whenever I slow down and look...no matter how tough of a day I’ve had. It always shocks me 🙂
Thank you for this. The concept of time and deadlines discussed here, have truly hit home.
Grace for me, is when an expectation hasn’t been met, and, instead of embracing the disappointment and sadness that naturally occur, joy and empathy are chosen.
This used to be hard for me, but as an adult who’s healing and messing up constantly, I find myself being more sensitive to other’s “why” & picking joy for myself instead of being disappointed in them.
Conceptually, grace appears so vast and a abundant resource and then, during troubling micro-moments drawing from grace can seem elusive. Defining grace as a non-judgemental extension of benevolence and unconditional regard recognizes the delicate humanness of our conduct and existence. Extending grace to my children challenges me everyday -- especially when feelings of frustration tend to creep up. However, the true test of divine order is to regulate oneself in a graceful manner before discharging the connective power of grace on anyone else.
This was so good - writing for me is so many of the things you shared, but most importantly it's giving me a space to tap in to myself and speak from a place that has been yearning to connect. I am so grateful to continue to find community through writing and learning about myself in the process. thank you for being such an inspiration - de lo mio!
One of the things I am trying to understand is that very word, grace. Grace, too. That’s a title of a song by the Tragically Hip. So often, as music is life to me, I find myself using lyrics as a spring board to a conversation. I love the word grace. It feels kind and calming. But if I am asked now, what it means as in how to explain it, I don’t think I can. Food for my opening heart.
Beautiful reminder of the illusion of time and the necessity for grace.
Yes yes yes. What a way to wrap it up Kathryn. So good.
“even when I feel so lost,
to the point of guilt and shame,
I am trusting that grace will lead me home.”
So powerful. This struck a chord with me - it’s really trust that opens the way to Grace. Or my own lack of trust that tends to limit grace. These are great questions to be with. I started journaling moments of grace about a year ago, and I can always find something whenever I slow down and look...no matter how tough of a day I’ve had. It always shocks me 🙂
Phew you hit the nail on the head Laura. To choose grace is to choose trust.
I love that you started capturing grace moments. That's such a wonderful idea. I think I might just create an art prompt for that :)
I love the idea of an art prompt! And that trust thing… it gets me every time 🤦♀️
Thank you for this. The concept of time and deadlines discussed here, have truly hit home.
Grace for me, is when an expectation hasn’t been met, and, instead of embracing the disappointment and sadness that naturally occur, joy and empathy are chosen.
This used to be hard for me, but as an adult who’s healing and messing up constantly, I find myself being more sensitive to other’s “why” & picking joy for myself instead of being disappointed in them.
Thanks for this-
-Andrea
Andrea. (Lovely to see you here)
Choosing joy and empathy rather than basking in disappointment and sadness. Phew what a challenge especially during the dry seasons.
Thank you for sharing sis.
Conceptually, grace appears so vast and a abundant resource and then, during troubling micro-moments drawing from grace can seem elusive. Defining grace as a non-judgemental extension of benevolence and unconditional regard recognizes the delicate humanness of our conduct and existence. Extending grace to my children challenges me everyday -- especially when feelings of frustration tend to creep up. However, the true test of divine order is to regulate oneself in a graceful manner before discharging the connective power of grace on anyone else.
This was so good - writing for me is so many of the things you shared, but most importantly it's giving me a space to tap in to myself and speak from a place that has been yearning to connect. I am so grateful to continue to find community through writing and learning about myself in the process. thank you for being such an inspiration - de lo mio!
One of the things I am trying to understand is that very word, grace. Grace, too. That’s a title of a song by the Tragically Hip. So often, as music is life to me, I find myself using lyrics as a spring board to a conversation. I love the word grace. It feels kind and calming. But if I am asked now, what it means as in how to explain it, I don’t think I can. Food for my opening heart.