Maybe

Maybe it's a little less pursuing the life you want and a little more making peace with the life you have.

Maybe it's a little less worry in the moment, because worry stems from immediate thanklessness, and a little more present thankfulness that there's a moment at all.

Maybe it's recognizing that, really? Life is urgent, but it's meant to be lived slow. There's no rush, because we've got time. We all have time.

And maybe it's a little less labeling the good and the bad, the hard and the easy, the pain and the comfort, the unwanted and the desired, the victories and the failures...

...and a little more realizing that all things are grace, and fall onto us only after being sifted through gentle hands that hold, and steady, and lead, and provide.

Thanklessness does not stem from not being provided for, it stems from refusing to see provision. And to refuse to see God's provision is to refuse to see God Himself, and who in the world ever asked to be made blind?

You have to want to find grace. You have to want to be healed. You have to want to step into joy. The lie from the beginning was that you would ever be able to understand the height and depth of life. The depravity is assuming we do. The insanity is to believe more is required of us than to do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly.

And the beauty is that all that you need to step into life is already here, and all you ever really wanted is already waiting, and the grace you're trying to buy with your effort and the love you're trying to earn with your behavior is deafeningly threatening to drown. you. out.

So be still. Be quiet. Slow down. Drown a little bit in grace, be overwhelmed by what has been given to you. Ask to see, and try to hear.

Because He is the Shepherd, and He is the Provider, and He is the Healer, and He is your Father. And grace is enough.