The silence has been deafening here, no? It has to me. So as a way to break the silence I am joining up here with five minutes on my lunch break. Five minutes on Grace.
A definition: “disposition to or an act or instance of kindness, courtesy, or clemency”
I need so much of this beautiful stuff, the stuff that enables me to keep breathing when it feels like the weight of life and responsibilities are pushing in.
For myself, most especially, I find. When others are running late or don’t quite delivery, it feels easier to give grace there. But when I fail, when I let myself or others down? Well, lately I’ve been bringing out the whip and flinging it over my shoulders, over and over again.
It has to stop. I don’t think I’m the only one either. All us mommas, us women, why do we beat ourselves up and refuse to love ourselves just. as. we. are?
I have a little faded piece of a sticky note on my bulletin board at work with this:
“Grace must find an expression in life, otherwise it is not grace.” – Karl Barth
Today, I will give grace to myself even as I seek to extend it to those around me.