After over a month of not writing
anything, the last thing I thought I'd be blogging about is grace. To
be honest, in this dark sojourn of the last two and a half years, I
have shied away from writing about the subject. I talk about it
occasionally with my sweet hubby Gray and the subject comes up quite
a lot with my dear friend and “big brother” Chez, but I just
can't seem to make myself write about it.
I believe in grace. Actually, I believe
that it is God's gift of grace which saves us. I have had many
encounters in my life with grace, but something about the deep heavy
darkness of so long a trek through depression's valley has soured my
desire to share much of anything with regard to faith, much less, grace. To be honest,
I've been so angry at God and have had my faith shaken so profoundly,
that there were times I wanted nothing to do with Him or the practice
of faith at all. I even considered for a time turning my back on my
faith altogether.
