Grace is sometimes a foreign concept to me. There are times I don’t know how to give it or receive it. Lately I’ve been struggling with how to give grace to others.
My side of the story
It’s been very hard to start this site and write chapters about my domestic violence story and not have the support of my parents since they play a part in the story. Parents who love and want whats best for me, but don’t know how to support me in the uncomfortable places. When I told them about starting a site focused on domestic abuse with a goal of helping others, they said that’s nice. My mom told me she would never read the site or read my book. She doesn’t want to ever relive what I went through. The truth is my parents have never healed from the whole experience. It breaks my heart to see it, but I’ve had to come to terms with their decisions with some of their decisions being hard to accept.
This brings me back to grace. Grace by definition is receiving something we don’t deserve. I constantly remind myself everyone deserves grace. Giving grace to others looks like swallowing my pride, not keeping score of rights and wrongs, not giving up on people and speaking life-giving words. Speaking life and truth words with the hopes of lifting them up is something we should do no matter how someone acts. I’m far from perfect, but hoping I can grow in giving grace consistently. Act and eventually bloom.