The grace of a nap…

Reflections on Sunday morning, from 1 Kings 19 and the song “Blessings”

Elijah was afraid[a] and ran for his life. When he came to Beersheba in Judah, he left his servant there, while he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness. He came to a broom bush, sat down under it and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life; I am no better than my ancestors.” Then he lay down under the bush and fell asleep.

All at once an angel touched him and said, “Get up and eat.” He looked around, and there by his head was some bread baked over hot coals, and a jar of water. He ate and drank and then lay down again.

The angel of the Lord came back a second time and touched him and said, “Get up and eat, for the journey is too much for you.” So he got up and ate and drank. Strengthened by that food, he traveled”

Disguised mercies
Secret blessings
Hidden Grace

These are the flavors of grace which go unacknowledged.

the grace of reading a book,
the grace of a hot meal, of a nap,
the grace of a warm hand to hold, an enthusiastic hug, a conversation with an 89 year old woman…

These I do not acknowledge. These are the hidden flavors of grace.

The grace of peace amidst unanswered questions.
The grace of laughter when it’s hard to feel.
The grace of expression in words and music.

The grace of a passed test, a daily prayer, an enthusiastic 1st grader.

Your grace abounds where all I see is the hum drum.

Hidden grace.
Secret blessings.
Disguised mercies–new every morning.

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