Moment of Grace

This evening I attended a Taize’ Prayer Service with my 2 best friends, Linda and Nancy.  It was Nancy’s idea since she had gone twice before and thought it would be something that we would like.

For those of you who don’t know what Taize’ prayer is, it is a compilation of songs, written in simple melodies and harmonies that are sung over and over as a chant.  It is melodious, meditative and just beautiful for listening and getting ready to sit silently for prayer.  This type of song and prayer was developed in Taize’ France in 1940 by a young seminary student, Roger Schultz.  He later became known as Brother Roger.

The prayer service lasted about an hour, hour and a half.  There was an orchestra and singers, candles, icons, etc.  A good number of people came to pray together.

After the prayer service there was a writing workshop offered and of  course Linda, Nancy and I attended.

The topic for this workshop was grace.  What is it, how do we describe grace, have we experienced grace in our lives.

There was a nice group of people in the circle that we formed and most everyone had something to say about grace.  One person said that grace was something that is offered by God and freely accepted by this person.  She described it as “buckets of grace” that she felt blessed with.

Another said it was like being rewarded with a small lottery prize win the evening of a day when he witnessed an accident and spent time comforting a passenger while the medics were on their way.

For myself it was a moment so very sweet, a moment that I won’t soon forget.  It was the evening that my daughter had just given birth to her daughter.  I was so blessed to have been present when all 4 of our grandchildren were born, but this day was something special.

There was my daughter Kelly holding and comforting her newborn daughter Maya.  Maya decided that she needed to be nursed, so Kelly began to nurse her.  Soon after that my daughter looked at me and told me she was so thirsty.  So, I got a glass of orange juice, put a straw in it and began to hold the juice for her so she could drink.

Imagine the picture ~ here I was nourishing my daughter while my daughter nourishes her daughter!  What a moment of pure grace!!!  I can still see that scene in my mind’s eye and I can “feel” what I felt as I held the juice for Kelly.  I remember saying to Kelly, “do you see what is going on here?”  Kelly smiled and nodded at me.  The graced moment was not lost on her as it certainly was not lost on me.

Each and every day carries within it moments of grace.  It is up to us to stay awake and watch for those moments that God gives freely, just for you and just for me!

SandyO (c) April 2013  All Rights Reserved

5 thoughts on “Moment of Grace

  1. I would love to be able to attend a prayer service like you described… holy and filled with reverence and spirit.

    Grace is “unmerited favor”….something we cannot earn but is freely given by our Lord. I have experienced it so very many times in my life but none more than when my son passed away from suicide. I mention how he died because so many people believe that a person who does this has been condemned to hell…..not so. My son, who was a Christian, was disabled by an impulse in one dark moment. His one action did not define a lifetime. He was a kind and loving young man who knew Christ as his Savior. Because of God’s grace my son is in Heaven. He did not earn it all he had to do was believe in Christ. Along life’s path he stumbled and failed, achieved and succeeded as we all have done. It is because of those failings that God has made a way for us to be with Him forever through the sacrifice of His son. Oh What Grace!! I am consumed with thankfulness and praise. I know without doubt of His love, mercy, and grace. Thank you for sharing your post…and many congratulations on the birth of Maya…what a lovely name.

    • I wish you could attend a prayer service like this also. It was so very moving and peaceful!

      I do agree with you that for someone who commits suicide, they don’t or shouldn’t get condemned. It’s my thinking that God would not condemn someone who is in such a state, a very torturous place that they can’t see any way out. I can’t imagine, well, actually I can imagine what that feels like. I think I mentioned my brother and his death. How can a God who tells us how much he loves us condemn someone He loves!!! If you and I can love someone so much, when that suicide happens, does that mean we love them any less or not at all?

      I think the Church condemned suicide because it felt that murder is murder, including “self-murder”, is unacceptable. . .worthy of hell.
      I can’t believe it, I won’t believe it. . .God is about love and someone who is so tormented or “sick” is worthy of more love, more understanding, more compassion, not less.

      I continue to wish you the best. . .you deserve more love, more compassion, more understanding in your ongoing mourning for your son. I understand!

      May you be blessed!

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