Grace

There is a page in my current coloring book that I have not wanted to touch.

Fear.

Too many little details.

I love it so much and don't want to ruin it.

The word on the page is "Grace."

Ironic, right?

Yesterday at lunch, I decided I was going to go for it.

I started that page.

I started with the letters, though.

Figured I couldn't ruin those.

Then the details.

The very small petals.

The leaves.

The butterflies - oh those little critters are tough!

The lines.

The border.

The intricacies of the whole page.

As I did so, I thought of the irony in the meaning of this page and my fear to do it.

How often do we lack grace with our dang selves?!

Every dang day is the answer you should all be honestly saying.

Take a step back.

Realize your worth.

It's not up for discussion

It doesn't rise and fall.

It's concrete.

Give yourself some grace.