Today I am pondering this question. What is grace, really? It's one of those words that feels know as well as being lofty and big, kind of like hope, but I'm not sure that I've ever took the time to consider what it actually means.
Insert dictionary definition here:
grace
noun
1. elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action:
2. a pleasing or attractive quality or endowment:
3. favor or goodwill.
4. a manifestation of favor, especially by a superior
5. mercy; clemency; pardon
In my metaphoric mind, I have decided that grace is the spoonful of sugar that helps the medicine go down. The reason this has been on my mind is because someone who has been a part of my life for many years recently got some tough news about her health. I have been in awe of how she is handling it with what I would describe as grace. Her updates always include how nice the doctors and nurses are to her and that she feels comfortable in their care. It pulls at my heart strings to see someone, when faced with unpleasant news can still see past it to see the good in others. If that isn't grace, I don't know what is.
This weekend I will be making a brief visit to the home state. To see family and friends and especially the above mentioned person because sometimes a real in person hug is the best medicine. There's no way I will be able to see everyone in a few short days so please don't take it personally if I breeze through like a whisper in the wind. I'm thankful that I've been able to work it out with Jak care (he'll be cared for by his great aunt) and with my job (by only taking off minimal time) and with a plane ticket (thanks Mom!). I've been looking at the weather and with highs predicted to be in the teens I can't say I'm thrilled to be visiting in winter. However, as the theme song to one of my all time favorite Disney World attraction says, now is the time. And so now I will go.
Until next time...
Be good to each other. Hugs and laughter really are the best medicine.
Peace, Love & Grace,
Hope
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