I had to find the right resonance, I had to look for the missing pieces. I was shown, the way "Spirit" shows me things, a sports analogy.
I have never been part of a sports team, so I am unfamiliar with all the protocol, but I bet when a pitcher who was in the starting position is replaced in the eighth inning with a rookie, it stings, no matter what the score.
If you are moved out of starting position because the “manager” decided it would be better for the team, you have to find way to deal, accept and handle the managers choice with, ....grace.
The pitcher knows his worth, but the “manager” interceded for what ever reason, so the pitcher with ego bruised has to find resolve in not being able to make things work. He had to surrender to what was best for the team. He walks off the field in trust of the manager.
That is how God is in my life, my general " manager" who knows better than me.
My manager presented a moment to see my life as a holograph. I took the graceful exit out of playing a game. This was a wise choice.
Sometimes we have to trust the force that can see better for us.
I no longer have to worry about making a wrong turn, making a wrong choice.
I trust my team, it is in the trust of my team that grace is found. I feel it in my bones, or at least for the time being I do.
Webster’s says Grace is the capacity to tolerate, accommodate or forgive people. My team is teaching me how to forgive myself.
This is what is amazing about grace..... how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me, I once was lost by now am found, twas blind but now I see.
Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come;'Tis Grace that
brought me safe thus far.....
and Grace will lead me home.