Grace is a divine energy that continually heals, renews and helps us let go.
It’s sort of like the breath. We are always breathing, but how aware are we of it? The breath flows, heals, renews the body and soul, and helps us release.
Webster defines grace as “a pleasing quality, favor, good will, thanks; a sense of what is right and proper; decency.”
And it is much more.
Grace is the energy that is always working for us and never against us.
Grace is that which helps us find our way through difficulties and devastating losses.
We feel the grace of God just after a really close call; for instance when we nearly collided with another vehicle, or the medical condition we feared turns out to be a false alarm.
Grace helps us move through the horrendous experiences, the deep pain and suffering we all face from time to time.
Grace comes to us when we are down at the very bottom of a deep pit when it seemed we could never find our way out.
Grace happens when we stop running from that which we don’t want to meet and turn to engage the fear.
Grace is that which helped Jesus through the crucifixion when he said, “Father if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will but yours be done.” Luke 22:42
Grace doesn’t remove the experiences that our soul needs for strength and endurance; it helps us move through them.
Grace allows us to find joy in a world that is impermanent and uncertain.
Grace brings us onto stable ground when all around us feels unstable.
Grace opens new beginnings when we were sure it is the end.
Grace is the love that equally cherishes every being on the planet.
When we admit our helplessness and give up trying to fix things, grace becomes active in ways that surprise us.
A small example of grace in my life took place nearly half a century ago. But I will never forget it. It was redemption after deep devastation. I had fallen into the pit of self-hate, so much so that I refused to accompany my family on a weekend outing I had been looking forward to. I refused to go and angrily sent my husband and children off without me, feeling totally undeserving of joy.
As I heard them driving away I fell onto the bed, sobbing. In a few moments my husband returned saying he had forgotten his hat. When he found me crying so forlornly he tenderly held me, and then softly asked if I wouldn’t reconsider. Feeling this merciful touch of love, I gratefully did!
Then he confided that he hadn’t really forgotten his hat. He wanted to give me a second chance to change my mind.
This was grace. Someone loved me when I couldn’t love myself. Someone was there who saw my flaws and still loved me. Friends, families, and even strangers often show us more mercy than we give ourselves.
Grace helps us realize we are still loveable in spite of all the dark and ugly places within us.
Grace teaches us that love overcomes hate.
In the Buddha’s words, “If you look the entire world over you will never find another person more precious than yourself.”
We are all human and we are all precious!
Grace doesn’t stop just because we don’t believe in it. And it often surprises us in both the little and the big moments of life.
Living in grace,