A lesson learned

Its already Nearing the end of August,

no Im not trying to rush it

it seems like we are closer to the end than the beginning though.

School is starting

backpacks,

paper and glue.

New shoes and uniforms.

gearing up for new lessons and schedules.

Intersecting with faith-lessons.

Not the ones that come by going to school,

1+1=2 and i before e except after c lessons.......

The kind of lessons that we read about in scriptures

we let them sit in our heads

then trickle down into our hearts

slowly.....

for some of us it takes time....

the grace lessons.......

I keep running into it headlong

I have said,"Yes" to facilitating the Tuesday morning women's group

"One thousand gifts"

The first question in the Leaders guide,

"Ann begins by writing about the meaning of her name..."

"...look up the meaning of your name.

Do you know the story of why your parents chose your name?"

When I read the book it didnt really hit me,

when I read the leaders guide? Nope.

I dont know why reading her name Anne

it didnt dawn on me

Anna,

they shared the same meaning.

really?Me?

Anna: Grace

It was there in black and white.

Letters on the page.

How many times a day do I fingerspell that name?

G.R.A.C.E.

How many times do I write in crayon

hand over hand.....

is it really going to be this hard?

That which I wrestle so hard to learn

its even my name

and now my name sake?

How can we share names, I didnt even give birth to her?

Named before I knew her.

Sharing the same name?

Do I need to keep sounding it out?

Feeling it on my lips?

Hearing my own voice repeat it over and over?

slowly, so she can see how the sounds are made

my little song...

"I love Grace..... yes i dooooo."

pressing the "I love you" into her heart so she can feel it.

Is it going to take a lifetime

repeating it over and over.....

the verb action, when spoken

sounds so unfamiliar.

It feels better to have rules

demands to follow

ridgid "to do"

and "how not-to-do" lists.

number four child,

named for us......

that sweet name that fits just perfect on her

yet when I try it on for size......

its too big,

there is too much room.

a lifetime with Grace to learn of a lifetime of grace?

the person-real and tangible

Verb action

intersecting in my life

in an all at once kind of way

not just me teaching her.....

but her

them

teaching me.

It really is all grace.

I remain

Under His wings,

Anna