A less than perfect day. One when your out of coffee creamer and you wish it was acceptable to wake up every day at 9:30 or skip the Spanish test and work and washing all the dirty clothes.
I figured a iced coffee on my way to work would make it better.
And isn’t that just how God works? He reminds you that he was right there all along.
Between traffic and stressing about things and asking God if he's forgotten me, I pass a man with a sign.
“Will take food over money”
I ignored Ben Rector's, More Like Love playing on my iPhone.
And the sign reminded me of a conversation I had just last night about homeless people only wanting money, not food. I scanned my car for any food or water bottles, but found nothing. So I drove on to get coffee.
And the lady in front of me who I told in my head to hurry up had paid for me. She waved as she drove away.
Then the tears came because that felt a lot like love and that coffee tasted like grace.
So I turned my car around even though I was late, and went back to the man with the sign because I want my life to be more like love. And grace is easier to give when its given to you first.
And we all have been given so much grace. Sometimes we just need to pass it around a little more.
Thanks for reading. I don't claim to be the best writer, humanitarian, servant or Christian, but I hope the realness here can be a bit of an escape. My heart overflows with passions, questions, thoughts, and love for Jesus. I oftentimes write just to remind myself of the things I need to hear, but I'm thankful for places like this to share about grace. I love you all more than Deep Dish Chocolate Chip Cookies with Caramel and Sea Salt.