Sweep of Grace
“Gently, quietly, an unearned favor of great beauty and pleasure is bestowed upon me.”
Ah, grace. That gentle favor, that cloak of sweetness that appears through no other action than by loving myself and others. The more I live in this space, the more grace is bestowed.
It is unplanned, unexpected and, so, all the more sweet when it occurs. Webster defines grace as that which is good and proper, decency, what is thoughtful toward others.
I like that last definition… that which is thoughtful to others. So, grace can come to me and it can come through me to another. Grace slows me down, urges me to look at myself and others with gentle and endearing eyes. Such a pleasing and peaceful thought.
In thinking about when I have experienced grace, I am reminded of all the times I have been given kind and gracious words to say to another, when my first thought was for myself. Grace allows me to get out of myself.
May you smile gently as you receive grace in your life, as you pass it on to others.