There are days when I feel totally psycho-nuts. (Luckily this is not one of them.) But on those days, nothing feels good. Nothing works no matter how hard I try. Nothing happens as I want or plan. Pretty soon I work myself into a dither and I am mean and cranky and just generally unpleasant.
So I keep a jar full of grace on my desk. I open it in the dark moments when I feel hopeless to remind myself that God is good to me even when I am certain that there is no God to be found anywhere.
I started collecting moments of grace a couple years ago after a retreat that deeply renewed my worn and tattered spirit. Like all great God-moments, I had not expected to be changed so profoundly. But I am still carrying that metanoia-like sense of self in my everyday and trying to incorporate what I learned into all these School of Disciples opportunities. In the past week, I have added a couple of special emails to my grace jar. I’m gonna pull them out and read them again. It’s getting pretty full. I need a bigger jar.
Do you have a grace jar?
Do you need one?