Grace At My Grasp Everyday

Bliss 7Sensing Grace

I finally sense the grace
that is at my grasp every day.
It is here.

When it’s frigid,
when it’s bleak,
when I’m joyous.
It is here.

When health suffers,
when loved ones pass,
when I’m grateful.
It is here.

When hearts ache,
when fear festers,
when I’m content.
It is here.

It is here, because
You are here.

-~Karen Laven


God seasons each day

God seasons each day with reminders of His love. Some reminders are compliments from others

Quote by Helen, Picture from A Perfect Gray

Openness~Day 22 Be Gentle Be Love

Elizabeth Lesser Poem

I meshed the quote above by Elizabeth Lesser with the background for Day 22 in the Be Gentle, Be Love class.
Then, when re-reading the course content for Day 22, these words, previously read,  resonated loudly:

if you open your heart & mind, life begins to show you its greatness, that you would’ve never experienced had you kept your viewpoints sealed shut.  ~Amanda Oaks

The gentle challenge for me is to keep my eyes open and not retreat to the safe and familiar.

Maybe,  Because of Grace I can :)


A page from my journal caressed on a shimmering blanket of hearts

{Gently click on the picture to see what I am openly accepting}

A Word From My Sponsor~June 26

Philippians 2:4

Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. Philippians 2:4

Saturday Digest~June 25

Please settle in with a cool beverage and read this beautiful post on Love and Acceptance called “A Hard Look at Love”  from Dyamond, a beautiful writer and seeker in the Be Gentle, Be Love class

For those who can see, the world’s beauty outweighs its burdens, its grace greater than its grime. When gratitude journals became my permanent life furniture, white spaces opened wide, empty pages like cups to heaven, waiting to be filled with the color of His graces… my universe shifted. by Ann Voskamp. Please continue reading by gently clicking here

Coaching yourself toward positive changes, please click here to read this post by Belle Pirri

Distributive Positivity! Free Download of Positive printables~Click Here

A Story of Gentleness

During the storm and struggles of last week, I received this email from Chris Shea, a talented artist and enlighted soul. Hope it ministers to you as it ministered to me and begins your weekend on a peaceful, gentle note…
     Recently I was stopped at a traffic light when I saw a homeless man struggling with his shopping cart. It was on a sloping portion of the sidewalk and he appeared to be trying to put his bedroll and a few other belongings inside, but the slope was winning and the wheels were turning and he was clearly not having a good morning.
Sitting close beside both the man and the sidewalk was a little dog, which I presumed was his. The man kept getting the bungee cord stuck on the side of the cart and he simply could not get the bedroll to behave. It appeared that his temper was rising, and it looked like there was some hollering involved, probably at the maddening situation of rolling cart and recalcitrant bedroll. Then came drizzle from the gloomy sky.
      But still sitting there watching was his little dog. No leash, no apparent urge to run off, because the man’s temper  seemed in no way directed at the dog. Dog loyalty. Nothing loves you like a dog.

     Sometimes we all need something like that little dog in our corner. Someone or something who will sit by us when our tempers flare at things like rolling carts and stubborn bungee cords or our own life-versions of them. Someone who knows that deep down we really are good people but that when gravity duels with wheels- and wins- and then it seems like the sky piles on with drizzle and gloom, we might not actually be acting like our highest self. We all need that one who knows our calmer, nicer self is just around the corner, so they stick beside us, and never once wag their finger at us and say,
     “You know what you might want to do…”
     They just sit there. Loyal to their friend. Patient with their friend.
I’m guessing the day had to get better for the man, and I fervently hope there was a nice treat for the little four legged friend who just sat there. Loyal. Patient. Well, just being a dog…
© Chris Shea, 2011
heart collage by Helen

heart collage by Helen Teague

Change Me

Perhaps gentleness means “Change Me”

%d bloggers like this: