One of the best – and shortest – homilies I ever heard was given by a deacon on Ash Wednesday some years ago. Instead of giving up something for Lent, he gently suggested we slow down and give God a chance to catch us.

Grace is my shorthand for God.

Grace as Presence.
Enduring.
Unwavering.
Unfaltering.

Grace as Gift.
Unearned.
Undeserved.
Uncontrolled. 

As I grow into my sixties, I am learning to let go, to “take the picture off the wall” – pictures of outcomes I wish or imagine. I am learning to live life at the speed of Grace, letting God catch me, surprise me, love me, right where I am.

How will Grace find you?

 

Receiving Grace

grace is surrender,
slow
a surprise

the night owl’s adieu
when morning arrives

a giggling grandniece
as bubbles rise

a cucumber bloom
as summer subsides

grace abides

photos & poem ©2023, Patricia J. Franz

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