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The Clunky, Chunky, Stumbling Art of Grace

Life is messy, full of mistakes, reversals, mis-communications and major mis-steps.

And then what?

Sit forever mired in the mud?

If you want to, you can.  But there’s a way out.

It’s called GRACE. Even if the one you hurt can’t/won’t forgive you, the Universe will.

In fact the Universe longs for and seeks reconciliation, restoration and healing. It does take some action on your part.

Get up off the floor.

Dust yourself off.

Pick the ball back up

And try again.

If you have hurt your loved one, (or another party) to the point they have turned against you, you have to let them go and trust the Creator will take good care of them.

To do this takes discernment, risk as well as trial and error.

And then you get to do it all over again.

All a part of being human.

Where is the Grace?

First of all I don’t understand the logic of someone in CA tearing up local neighborhood in protest over something that happened in FL.

I understand protesting but not tearing stuff up, not hurting other people.  Especially over something that happened on the other side of the country.

What if we protested by volunteering and helping someone not like ourselves?

Why are we tearing our neighborhoods apart?

I have told my children for years that we make where we live safe.  We look for opportunities to reach out, to help, to create, to make better.

Spend some time and get to those around us.

When we make a mistake, even a big one, super huge  and colossal, the best way to get back on track is to do what can to correct the situation, ask for forgiveness and move on.

If someone has done something to us, even a big one, super huge and colossal, the best way to get back on track is to come to a place where you can forgive. and move on.

I’m not saying its easy, I am saying its the best otherwise the mistakes pile up and become overwhelming. And we stay stuck.

Love vs Grace

I have a friend who has recently filed for divorce.  I don’t know the details but I know the next few months will be difficult.

I’ve been through three divorces. The first one when I was a junior in high school.  My parents had been unhappy for a long time.  Well all my life really.  My dad was mad at his dad.  That grandpa died before I was born.  I know very little of him and about the only picture I’ve seen is in my parent’s wedding album.

There were other issues as well.  Mom would call my sister and I into her room periodically and let us know we may be leaving Daddy if he didn’t stop drinking.  So when she asked me what I thought that last time, I told her, “You’ve been talking about this for years, go ahead and do it.”  She did.

And life fell apart.

I married a few years later.  Way too young.  However, I have children I love dearly and wouldn’t change a thing.  Well, yes, I am sorry there wasn’t more I could do for the kids dad.

Love wasn’t enough.  He had demons he was fighting and it destroyed everything.  I stayed as long as I could but there came a day I knew none of would be OK if I didn’t get myself and the kids out.

I didn’t hate him, I just didn’t love him anymore.  Or more correctly, the most loving thing I could do was to leave.

Then another marriage.  That failed.

And now Gpa has dementia.

Love hasn’t been able to change a thing.

It hasn’t been enough.

And I struggle with that.  I love all these people and it doesn’t make a difference.  Life is still hard.  Demons still torment.  Past anger still festering.  Things said and done that can’t be taken back.

But what is enough is grace.

Grace wipes the slate clean.  It’s a do over.  Let’s start fresh.

Create something new.  Better.

I want this for my friend.  Something to look forward to, a letting go of the baggage.