Grace…
It calls to me, one who is weary from doing and tired of hearing herself speak. It says, “Sit here awhile with me“. Grace is a newborn baby in a manger reaching up from swaddling clothes. It is the second name of my second daughter with golden hair and brilliant blue eyes.
I sang grace this past Sunday:
Grace, Grace, God’s grace.
Grace that will pardon and cleans within.
Grace, grace, God’s grace
Grace that is greater than all my sin.
And penned this note:
Grace – I did not deserve it, found me broken and carried me to the Table.
I long to live it, and to be a giver of this thing I can’t quite define. I know it came for me -and will not let me go. Dare I wrestle with it? Try to figure it out or journey with it to the lonely places where not many choose to follow?
Then I remember what Emily said of grace:
I didn’t know at the time how trying to learn about grace would be like trying to straw-sip the ocean.
And I think, “How can I toss out an invitation like that?”
Over the next year, I”m going to be studying Grace, reading Grace, and writing about it. You will find it here, under Grace Notes from time to time. I’d love for you to join me in the journey. If you are interested, let me know in the comments and I’ll email you the details.
I am interested!
Beautiful as always! I’m interested in knowing more about your Grace study. 🙂
I’d like to know more about your Grace Study.
Interested in the details…
Hello Stacey,
I am interested! Please send me the e-mail of information. Thank you for doing so, for the study and for sharing it with us.
God bless,
Shelly
I just stumbled on your blog. I am very interested in Grace Notes. I have bookmarked this page and hope to catch up over the next few days.