Living out grace & love is simply living.
This afternoon I was sitting on the sofa, like a bofa.
Living in my living room.
Actually, I was mulling over a blog post about when pride gets in the way of grace and love.
In the late afternoon, on a sunny day, sunlight sparkles through a prism dangling from the front window, a science fair prize from several years ago.
When the sun hits the "rainbow maker" the room is aglow with sunlight and dances with rainbows.
Kinda like a disco.
If you look at the above photo you will notice the mini rainbows on the wall above the piano.
I wanted to capture the moment...because this is living out grace and love.
I tried to blog about it immediately.
The cursed computer gave me spinning rainbows and sluggish behavior.
Arg, bleh, sigh... just trying to write a post about love and grace.
When John came home, I was (STILL) anxiously attempting to post about love and grace.
I was losing my afternoon disco vibe and to top it off, grace and love were wearing thin.
John wanted to know if I was going to write 30 days of heavy posts on grace and love,
I assured him I am not.
I want to write about living out grace and love.
Today that meant loving the afternoon disco
and sounds of the children playing Miwok in the backyard.
Grace meant being okay with letting it be, letting go of perfection and carrying on.
Carrying on meant that with love and grace, I warmed up leftover soup, grilled some cheesy sandwiches and served my family supper.
Grace and love, over and over, in and out.