The past 2 days have just been incredibly long. On Sunday, a group of my friends and I went to the beach for the day. We basically met at IHOP at 6am in the morning and drove 2+hours to the beach; played in the warm, salty H2O under a clear sky; buried a guy in sand; and then had a cook-out at a friend’s house before driving back home. The night before I managed to get a sad 3 hours of sleep before embarking on this adventure with my friends. Overall, I’d say it was a good time. Amidst teasing about me being close friends to one of the guys, both the teaser and the teasie managed to save my butt when it came to going home and not riding with a guy who was annoying the crap outta me. I also managed to get that 1/2 crush back on a guy….a crush I thougt I had lost like 3 months ago. <_< Not too terribly happy about that but whatever.
Today, I experienced the power of joyous grace. Having been a rather blah day since I got less than 6 hrs of sleep (due to arriving home late and waking up early for the internet guy), and working 3 hours at my job, I drove to Arby’s to get some lunch. It wasn’t until I reached the window to pay that I realized my wallet was in my other bag-the one I had used at the beach. And yea, they don’t take checks at the windows as I found out. I apologiezed to the lady in the widow and fished around my purse again, hoping with all my heart that I was just overlooking it. Totally wasn’t there. I turn back toward the lady, she gives me a huge smile and reaches out of the window, her hands trying to pass me food. I protest, “no, no. i can’t. i forgot my wallet.” She totally ignores my cries, gives me another smile, reaches further out, pushing the food into my hands and after telling me to have a good day, with a quick chance for me to say “thank you so much” she shuts the window and turns away.
It made me wonder what kind of grace do I portray to others? Do I as a person, or more specifically, do I as a Christian show grace to others? And if so, do I do it joyously as this lady did? When pondering these questions, I feel as though I fail miserably. Something to work at I suppose. Besides, the greatest grace ever given is Jesus Himself, and if I, as a follower of Christ, am trying to be like Him, then I should be trying to succeed in being a woman of grace. I know I’m not graceful when it comes to walking, or tripping over things, or just being a clutz. Some of my friends have started to sarcastically call me ‘grace’ because of this. But I know I can start learning how to show grace to others in situations; to show mercy, understanding, and care; and to do it all with a joyous heart.
Tomorrow I am working the XA Booth for the new student orientation. I hope things go well. There will be quite a few of us, so me being the newbie at this, I’m not to worried.
Here’s to working to show grace with a joyous heart,
-immashutterbug