"Momma, I had mercy on Jane." Jack tiptoes into my room.
I sigh and rub the short night of sleep from my eyes. "You did?" He nods. "I'm so proud of you."
Jane shrugs, "And I whispered in his ear, 'I love you. I'm almost to cry I love you so much,'" she says.
I toss my feet out of bed and the whole morning cascades like a symphony into motion, perfectly in tune. The gift of grace.
Just lovely. Makes me think of lots of nice girl names, but most have 5 letters. Mercy, grace, faith, hope. All things you write about beautifully!
ReplyDeleteOh Bethany, what beautiful children you have with the most gentle and kind hearts... how did you do it?
ReplyDeleteI know, once again... grace.
Isn't anyone else curious about what the mercy covered?
ReplyDeleteI love reading your blogs! Lately, I have been learning and reading and praying about grace, and how to extend it. So often we can learn these "simple" things from children! Thanks for sharing
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