behold: i am of small account.
behold: the Man.
behold: the Man.
God is not required to show us grace in general, much less show me grace during this summer. i am sinful + prone to discouragement, yet He wakes me up every morning to the glory of His grace. He loves to make me whole.
this summer i’ve tried to process each day by noting evidence of God’s grace. it beats worrying about the not-so-good parts of the day. for example, yesterday threw me back into a very adult situation that has hounded me and haunted me for quite some time. my friend + i talked about his life/my life/our falling-out for about 3 hours. it wasn’t an easy fix, but it was good to face it head-on after seriously 9 months of worrying + praying about him/it. so yesterday wasn’t perfect. but it was full of grace:
-even after 9 months of him going crazy + me getting progressively discouraged as a result, he can still make me laugh. a lot. + he is quick to forgive.
-God is sovereign.
-sally thoughtfully picked up a self-help book for insomniacs at the library for me.
-a voicemail from connie.
-headscarves.
-the way that sarah g calls me “sweet pea.”
-three girls to whom i teach swim lessons: troy, veronica, + meera. troy is african-american, veronica is latina, + meera is indian. they all laugh a LOT + i laugh with them. seriously, they’re 11 years old + i just wish i could hang out with them instead of teach them how to swim. they’re like the racially diverse version of Betsy Tacy + Tib.
-opportunities to share my testimony.
-missing my little sisters lara + maria.
-coming home to ravioli + spinach + tomatoes made by my mom + blueberry buckle made by my dad. sitting at the kitchen counter + telling them all about my day. really: having a normal family.
-the fact that one of my bestest bestest best friends will be pulling up in my driveway in 48 hours (technically 51)!
-and on the menu for lunch today: getting thai food with sam + eating it with chopsticks in the middle of a beautiful field underneath today’s blue skies.
