Category Archives: Grace
Here I am again. I find myself in that place. Wishing. Hoping. No. Longing. I am longing. I find myself desperately longing for that one thing. The one thing that will make everything else in life alright. The intense internal dialogue floods my mind. Familiar with the drill, I reason…Grace, thanks and tagged thanks on .
“My family would have starved if your dad hadn’t allowed us to charge groceries at his store.” That’s what Joe said about Earl the grocer. Joe’s story was the fourth in recent weeks heard by Earl’s only daughter about her dad’s grocery business. Earl owned Quality Grocery, a neighborhood grocery…Grace, Mercy on .
Sunday she received communion with her shoes off. Yep, she up and walked out of that row, walked into the aisle and up to the front, shoes off. She received the bread and the cup, the Body and the Blood, just like that. No shoes, yet she received. Bare naked…Grace, Mercy on .