I have been sitting on this
post for several days now as I needed the time to let my hurt heal and be able
to speak frankly and comfortably about this topic. Recently, someone said some very hurtful
things to me. Long story short, I wasn’t
supposed to hear the words, but I did and it was a little bit like getting
punched. I was so shocked and
disillusioned that it shut me down for a day.
Out of this hurt rose
friends. Friends that brought cards;
friends that texted; friends that called and friends that I ran into that had
no idea I was sad, but who lifted me up by their presence.
This led me to realize that God
has surrounded me by people that use healing words and kind words every day
that make my world so terrific. Their
simple presence and kindness were healing words after hearing words that
hurt. I felt blessed.
Recently, the priest at
church talked about the acts of grace in our life that we do not see, because
we do not take the time to catalog the multiple actions of grace that happen
every day. He theorized that we probably
acknowledge 1 in 10 acts of grace that occur on a daily basis. This discussion gave me pause, because we
(and I) are so quick to focus on the things that are wrong in the world and in
our lives that we rarely place as much effort into categorizing the things that
are right. We rarely stop and think of
all the ways that grace has touched us every day.
With his sermon, our priest
challenged me to find those acts of grace.
And before I completely forgive and forget the words that hurt me, I want to
recognize the grace of others that healed me that day. Without asking, without seeking, grace entered
my life and brought a smile to my face.
I am blessed by the grace in
my life.
#christwalk1 #grace #blessed
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