"You wake up out of the huge crevasses of the night and your dreaming. You get out of bed, wash and dress, eat breakfast, say goodbye and go away never maybe to return for all you know, to work, talk, lust, pray, dawdle and do, and at the end of the day, if your luck holds, you come home again, home again. Then night again. Bed. The little death of sleep, sleep of death. Morning, afternoon, evening- the hours of the day, of any day, of your day and my day. The alphabet of grace. If there is a God who speaks anywhere, surely he speaks here: through waking up and working, through going away and coming back again, through people you read and books you meet, through falling asleep in the dark."
The Alphabet of Grace, Frederick Buechner.
God is hard to understand. Impossible, actually. God doesn't work the way we want. God doesn't make sense. We wonder what God is up to most of the time. How does God listen to all our prayers? How does God love us so much even when we are terrible? What is God really like?
But the alphabet of grace is simple. The way God comes to us is through ordinary things. Bread. Wine. Water. Words. Flesh.
God uses simple things to communicate with us.
Life can seem boring and repetitive. Where is God in all this? God is there in the simple things. Rest. Quiet. Chance conversations or encounters with friends and strangers. God uses the rythyms of life to bring us Grace. How has God brought your Grace in the ordinary things today?
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