Weekend Check-In
April 16, 2023

Weekend Reading | The Full Helping

On Friday, I looked up the Merriam-Webster definition of the word “grace.”

The word has many meanings, and I think that I was fortunate enough to experience most of them in the past week.

I received grace, the quality or state of being considerate or thoughtful, from dear friends who helped me when some painful memories unexpectedly surfaced.

I experienced grace, a reprieve or temporary exemption, when the suffering I experienced as a result of those memories abated more quickly, and with more ease, than I expected it to.

I’m currently being granted grace, disposition to or an act or instance of kindness, courtesy, or clemency, from the readers of this blog, who haven’t minded my sporadic posts lately.

I appreciate that this community is patient and kind. It makes it easier for me to grant myself grace—mercy, pardon—when I do what I need to do to survive a busy period.

Today is my Easter, so I’m thinking a lot about grace, unmerited divine assistance given to humans for their regeneration or sanctification.

And tonight, over tsoureki and vegan avgolemono with my mom, I’ll say grace, a short prayer at a meal asking a blessing or giving thanks.

I wish you grace, in all of its gentle forms, in the week ahead. Thanks for sticking around through this period of quiet; I appreciate you so much.

xo

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  1. “I wish you grace, in all of its gentle forms, in the week ahead.”

    And also to you, Gena.

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