UNEXPECTED GRACE

Mmm.. yummy

I have a slight fixation for really awesome music that I like to listen to over and over and over (it drives Kday banana's) and I also have a mega fetish for laundry. Especially baby laundry. Ghah! I know Buca isn't a baby... fine! Toddler laundry is almost as great as the teensy weensy beenio onsies. Anyway, back to the postulate of this post.

Monday afternoon the sun was shining through the window, my newest favored song playing on repeat in the background, the Buca was asleep and I was folding little mini pairs of socks. I found myself in one of those time-stopping moments when the quiet whisperings of Grace entered my mind. Sometimes I joke with Kday that it's hard to discerne between "the still small voice" and all the other voices in my head! But really, I had a moment of absolute peaceful Grace. 

When I hear the word "Grace," I typically think of a woman far greater and completely opposite than I. A woman of poise, strength, dignity, humility, and of gentle nature. For shiz, total opposite of me. Nonetheless, my eyes have been opened to a deeper interpretation of this beautiful term. 

"The free and unmerited favor of God... and the bestowal of blessings." 

This little moment was super awesome and it was really something I needed. When things like this happen my first instinct is to assume that it's a coincidence or just a random musing that I conjured up in my mind. But then I remembered a quote that someone recently emailed me - by Elder Bednar:

"The tender mercies of the Lord are real, they do not occur randomly or by coincidence." 

It's so awesome to feel understood and to be reminded that the Lord knows and remembers every on of his sheep. It was the simplest of thoughts that came to mind and one that I really don't necessarily deserve. The unexpected graces of God are the little favors he does for us to remind us he knows us on a deeply personal level. 

Huh, who would have thought matching socks and folding baby jeggins would have brought about such profound notions? I know, I'm a little koo-koo for coco puffs.