Grace is a word I think we use in all the wrong ways. We say grace for our food and use grace to convey the thought of acceptance. For example in the past 8 months as I have been dealing with Honey's loss I have told myself that I need to be gracious to myself if I cannot handle writing about my feelings. In truth though is this not just a simple act of allowing oneself to grieve? Is it really grace?
I have told myself it is a grace to accept that I cannot write as often as I would like, because some circumstances are in the way of me doing so. But is that really grace or just accepting life?
No I think that grace is the one thing that little Topaz has been brought into my life to teach me. There are certain things that I told myself that she would definitely get a hiding for, one being scratching the furniture. However with her hard start to life, I have realized that I cannot give her as many hidings as I used to give Honey and Ginger at her age because I cannot teach her love and gentleness and beat her at the same time. No this little one needs time outs and soft words, as often as I can when it comes to discipline and not hidings.
Grace truly is getting love and forgiveness when we have been bad/sinned and when we don't deserve it. Christ gave us true grace, He died on the cross for our sins and took the punishment that we deserved upon Himself.
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