Yesterday at nap time Iddo asked me what grace was. I told her it’s what Heavenly Father and Jesus give us when we make mistakes that makes it all better. Then she asked why Heavenly Father and Jesus give us mistakes. I told her that they don’t give us mistakes but they give us opportunities to try and grow, and then when we make mistakes they give us grace to fix it.
As I heard myself explain it to her I realized I really like that definition of grace. It’s simple, which definitions need to be when I’m explaining something to our kids. But it’s also true. Grace isn’t complicated, although some like to make it seem like it is.
We’d had a hard couple of days so when I was saying good night to her last night I pointed out that yesterday was a pretty good day and it was good to have after the rough day we’d had on Monday. She reminded me that we’d had two rough days, Sunday and Monday. We had. But every day we get to try again to be better. And it’s grace that let’s us try again.
All we need to do is each day try to be better than we were the day before, and let grace make up the rest. There will be ups and downs in our efforts. But as long as we are trending towards being more like God then we’re doing alright.
I did the best I could today. Grant me grace to make up for the rest.
Good thoughts. :brett:
And, speaking as an oldest child whose mother frequently had rough days, God grants the children grace, too. You’re all being blessed.
I really don’t know how people get through this life without an eternal perspective. I’m glad I don’t have to find out.