I'm linking up to 5 Minute Fridays, a weekly writing prompt shared among all bloggers who participate. This week's theme is graceful. You can find out all about it here.
Let's flip it around: graceful becomes full of grace, filled with the stuff. That might hit a little closer to home. Because I am a mess, a wreck, a wretch just like the song says. Somedays I do okay, but usually I crawl into bed with a boatload of heavy, exhausted regrets.
I am never enough, can never do enough on my own...but He gives more grace. Somehow the house gets clean, the Pookster is dressed and even works on her letters and Bible verse most days, and everyone is fed. He gives grace.
I want to make more progress on knitting or writing or cleaning projects than I realistically have time for...but small bits of progress are made and change is seen. Because He gives grace.
I want to be better than I am, to lift myself up, to do it on my own. But then He is there in a gentle whisper: "I give grace."
And when I yield, then I am strong. And full of grace...even grace-full.