It’s Sunday morning and earlier this morning (much earlier) I listened to a homily on EWTN for a daily Mass for Saturday from Alabama. In the homily, the priest discussed snow falling there and how the moisture seeps into the ground similar to God’s grace seeping into our souls.
It got me to reflecting back on this past week on how I have and have not allowed God’s grace to work its way into my own life. The grace is always there, I believe, but sometimes I believe we don’t allow it to work its way down into our being or at least we try to hinder it from working on us. So for this week’s Sleeping with Bread, I thought I’d phrase the questions as follows:
- Where last week did I allow God’s grace to work its way into my soul, and then out to others?
- Where last week did I try to block God’s grace from finding its way into my core, and thus again out to others?
I’ll start with the second question first.
This past week I made a decision to quit the local men’s chorus of which I’m a member. In short, and to put it bluntly, the crankiness of the older men (at 40, I was the youngest member by far with the majority of the men between the ages of 60 and 85) has gotten to me. So when approached by one of the chorus members at a McDonald’s Friday morning about why I missed chorus practice I told him that it was the negative attitudes of many of the men in the chorus.
I opted not to be diplomatic and say, “Personal reasons,” but told him exactly what I thought. While true, I probably just should have been polite. Instead, I gave him the blunt response and when pressed, told him at least twice.
The only place in the conversation with him where I may have allowed God’s grace to enter was when I deflected any criticism of any one person, or name any of those members who I think have the negative attitudes. That was especially good since he was one of those I could have named! However, I am not like that, or at least try not to be. I can think of at least one other instance in the past few years, where I have deflected criticism of individuals, and just said, “They’re good people. It’s not their fault.” In a small town, with everyone related, it’s best just to keep it general sometimes.
The overall point is diplomacy and while in this situation Friday morning I did speak diplomatically in not naming any individuals on one hand, I should have kept silent on the exact reasons for the sake of peace, on the other hand.
Now to question 1.
The one place I can think of where I have allowed God’s grace to operate is at the hospice where I have been volunteering, mostly overnight shifts (in fact, that’s how I was able to watch the Mass on EWTN this morning as we don’t have cable or satellite). On two different nights last week after I came in, I had the opportunity to listen to the concerns of the sons of the guest at the hospice house. The one son spoke to me for about an hour and a half; the other, maybe half an hour. In both cases, I mostly listened, but contributed a little with what I hope were kind, encouraging words.
At the time of speaking to both sons, unlike Friday morning with the older chorus member, I kept silent on certain topics and was more diplomatic when they brought up legitimate concerns about the operation of the hospice. Also with both sons, without revealing any of the conversations, both needed to get some hurts — one, a lifelong one– off their chests, even if only for a moment in the case of the son with the lifelong hurt. I now think that perhaps I was able in some small way to act as a “kind of” Christ for them to make their burdens a little lighter, even if only for a moment. At least, I pray it was so.
At one point in the conversation with the first son, I believe I actually prayed silently for God to give me the right words to say, and I believe He did. Sometimes as I mentioned in the situation Friday morning with the men’s chorus members, it is not always so.
Lord, help me to see moments of grace that You impart to me and I, in turn, can impart to others.
Question for you: Are you allowing God’s grace, the blessings of the Universe or however you want to word it, to filter down and out to others? Maybe this week you could try. Maybe this week I can also.
This post also can be found on my spiritual blog, Journeying with the Saints. There, you will find an archive of posts relating to my spiritual journey, posts such as this one from December 2007.





