Movement of Grace


Can you see it?

Yep, that is my handsome, handy, hunk of a husband installing our oven hood, but can you see it?

It took me a minute too because we started at the bank. We tried to open a savings account for our kid, but we didn’t have the right paperwork. Then we hit the apple store to turn in a phone, but that offer wasn’t available in-store. So we went home to continue work on the playset, and it started raining, again. So we went to Home Depot to grab an oven hood, only to pull it out of the box at home and find it was the wrong color.

*frustration* “It’s always two steps forward, one step back!” *more petulance and dislike*

And then I remembered…

A year ago this month we had just closed on this house and torn out the kitchen. We didn’t even have an oven, and wouldn’t for awhile.

Two years ago this month, we lived in a house with a kitchen and an oven, but it wasn’t our home. We were in transition, waiting and hoping for what was yet to be.

Three years ago this month, we were in the place I last called home, stumbling through some tough spaces in that community. And I didn’t know it at the time, but by autumn I’d be doing a faceplant into some of my most difficult goodbyes.

And this year, this month, this day my oven hood was the wrong color…until we got the right color.

Two steps forward, one step back. I’ll take it. I’ll even trust it.

Can you see it too? Amidst all that is real and mundane, can you see it? Forward, backward, or anywhere else our steps take us this week, may we sense the unmistakable movement of His grace.

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