The Merriam Webster lists this as the definition of grace: a: unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification b: a virtue coming from God c: a state of sanctification enjoyed through divine grace2 a d: disposition to or an act or instance of kindness, courtesy, or clemency.
I try not to discuss my own personal views on religion and I don't want anyone to be offended by today's post.
My sister L. is a person who prays and many times I have asked her to pray for me. What I find intersting is that she always asks God to give me the grace that I need to deal with whatever problem it is at the time. And somehow, it always works.
The first thing this morning I found myself asking God for grace. Before I had even finished my coffee my patience was tried and tested to it's limit. I was irritated, I was mad and I felt used. I bitched and complained about it for a minute (OK, more like 15) and then I realized it wasn't doing a darn bit of good. So, I asked God for grace. Ask me later how it's going.
The words to this hymn are posted on my wall and I keep reading them:
Let me be a little kinder, let me be a little blinder
To the faults of those around me. Let me praise a little more.
Let me be when I am weary, just a little more cheery.
Think a little more of others, and a little less of me.
Let me be alittle braver, when temptation bids me waver
Let me strive alittle harder to be all that I should be.
Let me be a little meeker with a brother who is weaker
Let me thik more of my neighbor and a little less of me.
Maybe between the praying and the reading I'll be able to let it go and be a graceful person. Either that or I won't have any accidents today.
How do you handle trying situations?