In the presence of Grace we are given permission to be our fullest selves: that complicated amalgam of mess and beauty, shame and glory. In the presence of Grace, we can allow the wholeness of our humanity to be seen—we reveal our sputtering rage, anguished tears, petrified fear, crudest and rudest sentiment, most bizarre interest, or deepest embarrassment. And then we look up. And Grace looks back. It isnt cringing or horrified or judging or saying in a reasonable tone, “Well, once we figure that out and change it, then you and I can get along alright.” Instead, grace looks back with a calm admiration—probably even a smile in its eyes—and it says, “There you are, I’ve been waiting for you and you’re welcome here. All of you. You are beloved.” (Phil Drysdale)
Posted on: Tue, 15 Jul 2014 06:23:16 +0000