Grace - God's unmerited favor. Something I don't deserve. But what He gives me anyway. Because I am His daughter. And He loves me. I scoop that gift up as often as I can. Because I need it. And He never gets bored in showing me that loving attention.
And this quickly comes to mind. The need, the call, the requirement that I show that unmerited favor to others. Out of the richness of all He has lavished on me. All that I didn't deserve. Could there possibly be some to send along to the one alongside me?
The clown that cuts me off in traffic.
The one in a hurry who lets a door slam in my face.
The rude, overworked girl at the checkout counter.
The guy at the gas station who talks to his buddies for 5 minutes before turning to fill my tank.
I sing, 'Your grace is enough, your grace is enough, your grace is enough for me.' Now to ask for opportunities to show it, to live it, to be grace-filled to a world starving to death for some of that unmerited favor. Even and especially when their actions say that they don't deserve it.
Because there was never a day in my life when I deserved to be grace-filled either.
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