I’ve been having a difficult time hitting post, lately. Something seems to constantly be missing.
And if I’m honest, it isn’t only missing from my writing. It’s also been missing from my daily life.
Worst of all, I’m ashamed to say, I only noticed it today.
You see, some time ago, grace went missing.
And it absolutely breaks my heart. Because without grace, I’ve hurt friends I care about. I’ve hurt relationships. And I’ve lived miserably.
And that’s the thing about grace. It mends and heals. And without it, we lay there; hurt and broken.
Thankfully, the greater thing about grace is it is always available. To me. To you. It has been hard won. It came with a great cost. But now, today, for us all, it’s free! And as I sit, remembering, hoping, I feel that freedom.
And as I read in Deuteronomy (one of my favorites), I feel released.
You have been traveling around this mountain country long enough. Turn northward…
And that’s it. It’s done. It’s finished. It’s time for me to turn. To move on from this path. A path that led me to mourning and change. That brought me to hurt and pain.
But I know what it all creates. And so I hold fast to truth. To the refinement taking place in my heart. To peace.
And so I will rejoice.