This is Grace.
I know a woman who walks out grace, with grace. Shelly Miller of Redemption’s Beauty a beautiful blog which I follow.
And you will read more of her beautiful story there.
But this is a story of her grace shown toward me, a new blogger.
We sit in a booth and we swirl words around. And thoughts go off into places of shared passion. Sentences spiral around salad about being women and mothers and bloggers.
She laughs a contagious laugh. It springs up from way down and lands in the between us. Warm covering the time like down comforter, snugging in for a two hour stay. She and her story delight. How she came to write in a most unexpected way. Her story of hearing story because she invites story to come out and play and feel free She invites and the sharing begins.
Her eyes twinkle with joy as we sip from our straws like girls at the pharmacy counter after school all cherry coke and faux leather swirly seat. And I soak in the wonder that is her life’s story of teaching herself about life. Of digging deep into a thing and come up with the knowing.
We laugh about carving out time and finding balance in our lives. And she answers some questions and leads me to places she knows I want to go, with words about words.
She is a picture for this blogger/woman/mother/wife of beautiful redemption and of taking a daily step, in brave faith. With faith so bold and strong. Of perservering much and living abundantly. I can tell you many of Shelly’s beautiful stories of redemption. They are beautiful but they are hers. And she tells them with a striking loveliness and tenderness each time she writes.
We lose track of time a bit and startle when we see the hour. The time that was spent. Grace is like this. It invests in others. It grants patience and gives out. It explains simple things to beginners who stumble on their way. It answers promptly and plainly and calmly. It doesn’t judge the knowledge gaps or hold on greedy to self. It shares what it knows and embraces a fresh start, a new beginning. This is Redemption’s Beauty.
Grace takes us to a moment that is simple and sweet and covered in community.
Givers give selflessly and abundantly.
Givers of time, of grace, of encouragement.
They place self on the shelf extending a hand out and down and to those who need a word. Or two.
And you know we discussed grammar and typo’s and sentence structure and books. Oh yes, the book “The Element of Style” was in the mix. As was “Writing Down The Bones.”
But this two hour lunch was a thank you with a giving woman who has much to give.
And she has much to say about redemption.
Because I sat with Grace and looked Grace in her glistening green eyes, I know even more about redemption today.
And blessed am I to share with you a story of embracing, encouraging and extending the gifts we have and the gifts we’ve been given.
And to pass on the encouragement to you to use your gifts to bless others in family, in friendship and in community.
Thank you Shelly for sharing yours and blessing others.