G is for Grace


It’s no secret that I grew up in an alcoholic home. I lived my childhood and most of my adult years and sometimes still today thinking I

had to be perfect and that I was responsible for everyone around me. When I became a born-again believer on March 5, 1997 I clearly understood God’s grace for my life, and that there was nothing I COULD do that would ever make me perfect or even NEAR perfect compared to Christ and what He had done for me.

The amazing thing about grace is it’s there for me to call on whenever I need it.

According to Dictionary Online, grace means, among other things: mercy, clemency, and pardon. It also means LOVE, favor, goodwill, and kindness. How cool is that?

My sponsor and I have talked about this many times, as she is also a Christian. We have talked about the idea of speaking the truth with grace to others, and how difficult that is, both growing up in alcoholic homes. When you haven’t been raised with grace, it’s hard to know what that looks like, feels like.

So the best we can do, we decided, is to speak the truth with kindness, gentleness. Even being polite, respectful.

When I’ve tripped and stumbled in my walk, when I’ve made a mistake, it still takes me a bit to get back up and approach God. I’m not quite at the point where I can run to Him and agree freely that I’ve blown it.

I’ll get there. It’s a journey, and I’m not going anywhere.

Happy Easter, friends. Grace to you!

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