characterized by elegance or beauty of form, manner, movement, or speech; elegant: a graceful dancer; agraceful reply.
Tuesday. I want to be full of grace. I want an elegance of the soul. I want something to protect me from all that is not elegant or graceful.
Instead of falling from grace, I want to fall into grace. Headlong, helplessly, tumbling into the elegance of soul that I desperately seek. Life has brought me to the edge. Grace opens up below me.
The recent reading of A Complaint-Free World has turned my world upside down. I see my complaining for what it is and have discovered that I’m a bit lost without it. Not that I haven’t fallen and indulged in complaint but it’s not the same. I know there is something better.
As I do my best to fall into grace, I see it as gift: pure and simple. I don’t want to live without it.