I am vulnerable to the same misfortunes as the next person. When faced with a similar circumstance, I am just as likely to suffer a similar fate…if not for Grace.
Grace is a gift. It is the sum of all the blessings that I get to enjoy through no entitlement or obligation. I deserve nothing, yet inexplicably, I receive “one more” second chance to live life as part of a Larger Whole.
I waste untold time trying to reconcile why. Like the abashment I feel from a compliment I am afraid to accept, I question if I am worthy of such Grace.
In all reality, I am but a cog in the Grand Machine. My job is to do and be in acceptance of what is. My job is not to ask why. Why keeps me in the problem while acceptance let’s me move toward solution.
I am not qualified to judge with simple human terms I am limited by. Myopic vision keeps me from seeing the bigger picture.
When we are of service and in acceptance, we are the same- essential and vital, useful with purpose.
Our experiences may vary, but our lot is the same- rely on the seemingly abstract mercy of the Universe and be grateful for the Grace as it fills our lives.
Not on my terms
Not in my time
Not according to my plan