I’ve spent the past number of minutes staring unseeingly at the computer screen wondering what in the what to put together for this post. It’s not that not a wisp of an idea occurred to me between now and the time I wrote my previous post. Ideas wisped, to be sure, but usually as I did other things/was rushing to do other things so I did not take the time to capture them. I thought I would remember. I, apparently, do not know better by now …
Rather than berate myself, though, for this and other mistakes, I’m working on holding grace for myself. I’ve yet to shame or guilt myself into change for one thing. Well, not for any kind of good change which lasts. So yes – grace. How about, finally, extending it to this soul? Because I need grace. I need it in order to admit my failures, to look at and learn from them. I need grace with perseverance and courage in order to move – and then keep moving – forward.
And I need grace to end this post here, now, for the hour grows late as I write this and the need for sleep nudges.
Take care, friends. Please hold grace for yourselves and your neighbours.