Imperfection Rock

by Joan C Webb on November 3, 2009

Imperfection Rock LJ gave me 10-24-09 websize cropped

Look what I found among the rocks as I worked in our front yard! Hey, we live in Arizona. We spray off our dusty rocks and water our bushes & potted flowers. No grass to cut here. And no snow to shovel, either. Yes!

(I heard your collective groan just now, “Oh, I’d miss the seasons. . . !” But I digress.)

I love this painted rock nestled in my river of rocks out front. But I cannot tell a lie: it didn’t just appear there! Nope.

My lovely daughter (mother of our 4 precious granddaughters) handed me a little pink bag. Inside was this blue rock with the painted message: Grace is the face love wears when it meets IMPERFECTION.

Ahhhhh. A gift from a talented young woman who like her mommy (that would be me) has faced that “trying too hard to make it just right” mode at times in various areas of her life. Yet we’ve both changed –and are changing! It’s a God-guided process.

GRACE! God showers us with grace. A major reason I’m so grateful this Thanksgiving. HOW ABOUT YOU? What are you grateful for this season?

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Blue Ballinger November 4, 2009 at 3:19 pm

I am most grateful for all God’s gifts to me. Too many to list but tucked in my gratitude bag are my 3 granddaughters and my 2 children and their spouses and by far not least my wonderful husband, Gordon.

Joan C Webb November 4, 2009 at 6:50 pm

Hi Blue,
So good to hear from you. Love your “gratitude bag” and the contents. Thanks for sharing. Enjoy your time with them this holiday
Happy Thanksgiving,
Joan

Wendy Connly November 11, 2009 at 9:42 pm

I’m grateful that my Thanksgiving doesn’t need to be perfect to be enjoyed. If nothing else, I’ll enjoy time off work, seeing family (even if we have disagreements sometimes-hey it’s okay!), and knowing God loves me just like I am.

Joan C Webb November 17, 2009 at 3:36 pm

Thanks for commenting, Wendy. Have a wonderful (imperfect) Thanksgiving celebration. :-)

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