You know Julie, I bet. If you do, I already know how you feel about her and her blog, Joy's Hope. Let's just say up front what we all agree on: she's one amazing girl. Funny, crazy good taste, baker-ific, big heart, did I say funny?, really great mom, has a slightly inappropriate attraction to guys in bands, super intentional, and has long, beautiful blonde hair that is the envy of many a woman.
She's the real deal and I'm proud to call her my friend. And somehow, ten of her words say as much or more than I do in 1,000. I'm so happy to share her words here today.
I am a girl who needs a lot of grace.
A lot a lot a lot.
I'm always waiting to the last minute, disorganized, extraordinarily sensitive, painfully A.D.D. and prone to bouts of panic.
It's a fun combination.
But time and time again I see evidence of grace undeservedly being poured out upon my self-made circumstances.
How can I not turn around and extend the same grace to others?
How many times have I let friends down?
How many times has my family suffered the aftermath of my panic?
Grace steps in where I fall short.
Grace makes beauty out of ugly things.
When faced with ugly...
Always choose grace.
Even when it isn't easy.
That is the beauty of grace. It isn't supposed to be easy.
But it is always worth it.