Signs of God's Grace

Where have YOU seen Signs of God's GRACE?

Bishop Beckwith wrote:

Grace happens. All the time. Grace is God's gift to us. The signs of God's grace are abundant. Some are dramatic. Many at first glance seem mundane. All are potentially life transforming. ... God created us, but God was not – and is not, finished with creating. God keeps showing up. God is very much at work. Our job as God's creatures, is to pay attention to God's grace. And to join with God in God's work.

Where have YOU seen a sign of God's Grace in your day-to-day life? We invite you describe it, briefly, in the comments section below. In this way, we can all give thanks together - and also learn ourselves how to pay attention to God's nurturing and abundant grace.

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This past Sunday, I offered pet blessings at Noah's Ark's Annual Howl & Hike. It was an amazing experience for me this year. Some people knew about pet blessings and came acknowledging the need for an "unruly pet" to be blessed. Some inquired as to what a pet blessing is, and welcomed the chance to acknowledge their family pet as a creation of God and to prayer for this family member and give thanks for the love and joy they bring to the family. It was the joy on the face of these folks and the conversations we had that I saw as a sign of God's grace at work in my community.

Eternal Life

A few weeks ago, we got together to fulfill our dad's final wishes--to place a portion of his ashes in the waters where he first learned to swim when he was a boy. The day was startlingly clear and beautiful. When we got to the place, we all read some of the readings that were read at his memorial service. Then we gently placed him in the waters. At that very moment, a great blue heron--a symbol of eternal life--flew over his ashes. God is with us all the time, "this world is not conclusion," and Dad wanted us to know it.

Looking to the sky

I was walking Venus, my dog friend, at 6am Saturday. It had rained during the night and dark swirly clouds were still in the sky. The sky reminded me of Van Gogh's painting and I was mesmerized by the beauty. I wish I could post the picture here but you can see it on my Face Book page.

Thoughts on 9/11

Today is the first 9/11 anniversary that I did NOT wake up feeling trapped and powerless in the remembered emotions of that day. Instead, while I woke up remembering the day, what I'm feeling most strongly is the goodness of life. That day 11 years ago was awful, but it didn't destroy us, it didn't destroy me. Life goes on, and life is good. I guess that's what healing feels like.

Those that cross our path

I was sitting at a stoplight the other day waiting impatiently for the