Today I am grateful for grace.
Grace from a friend when I'm not quite together and feeling terribly sorry for myself.
Grace from my husband when I accidentally smack him in the face first thing in the morning (I really thought I was barely touching him, but apparently at 6am my touch is not so gentle).
Grace from my family when meals aren't ready on time, and the dishwasher is full to overflowing leaving us with no clean dinner plates (thus the reason we keep paper plates on hand).
Grace from ministry directors when when my children get sick and need me the most, and I have to drop the juggling act for a little while.
Grace from my sister when days go by and I haven't called just to see how she's doing.
Grace from my Heavenly Father. I haven't lived a perfect life. I've messed up...a lot. But God has been so good and so faithful to me. Even now, when I struggle thinking I need to somehow earn God's approval, He bends down, lifts my head and whispers, "GRACE" to me.
Ephesians 2:8-10
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith - and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God - not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
As I reflect on Good Friday, and all that was sacrificed on this day thousands of years ago, I remember it was God's grace poured out upon that cross...for me. I can barely comprehend such a love. What a gift! And I am completely grateful.
Grateful for God's grace.