where grace finds us
As I am hopping around San Francisco (though, today, I’m actually in Santa Cruz), I felt there could be no better place to read Anne Lamott. (After all, it is her home area.)
Her sharp, funny, and bluntly honest writing has had a huge effect on me as a writer and as a follower of Jesus — namely, it has taught me that truth doesn’t have to be squeaky and pretty to be true and powerful. The Holy Spirit shows up even in books frittered with the “f-word” and written by liberals with dreadlocks who admit they don’t have it all together. God meets us in the darkest places we can offer Him and doesn’t shy away from us when we are less than perfect. Even as He refines us, we must continue to remain in the humility and grittiness of His grace or we’re lost.
This Sunday, I will leave you with these words from the lovely Anne:
“I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.”
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