Wrangler Dani

My first thought when I opened my computer this morning was, “wow, I’m really terrible at blogging every day”. Of course, that makes me grateful, because I’m so glad for grace.

I’m terrible at rules and rigidity. Even fun goals can feel restraining to me and I absolutely hate being pressured. I do not create New Year’s Resolutions, I generally despise artificial timelines and I want to murder my to-do lists on a daily basis. My happy place is a pleasantly busy day in which I am never bored but never pressured, nothing is left undone but nothing is nagging at me either.

Sounds idyllic, doesn’t it?

Unfortunately, I live in a world of speed limits and calendars and to-do lists and limited time. Every day I am hungry whether I have time to cook and eat or not, and every day there is housework and workwork and all kinds of thoughts flitting in and out of my head, messing with my ideal day. So today I’m thankful for grace. The grace of extra socks when I can’t finish that last load of laundry, the grace of sunshine sparkling on snowdrifts and interrupting me with beauty, the grace to do tomorrow what I can’t finish today. I’m thankful for a flexible job that plays my strengths, for a puppy who makes to-do lists fade away, for the grace to write at my own pace, on my own blog, in my own way. Grace pours over every day and gives blessings we don’t deserve and could never earn – health and love and joy and peace. Today, it is obvious that it is all grace, and I am grateful.