Everyday Grace

Searching for goodness in the ordinary

Day 31: Forward // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

Oct
31

photo: Kasuma F. Gruber

Hi there! This is day 31 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.

Well, here we are. We’ve been diving deep into hope in brokenness for a whole month now, and I’ve been thinking about how I want to end this time together. I wish instead of interacting over a computer or phone screen, we could say these things over coffee on my couch, but for some of you that would be a pretty long drive. That being said, feel free to pause and go make a cup of your favorite warm cozy drink and pull up to this post when you’re ready. In my neck of the woods, where scarves and sweaters are coming out of hiding as fall temps drop, hot cider actually sounds even better than coffee today.

When I think about what I want you to take from this series, and what I want to be reminded of when I look back on it (because honestly, I mostly wrote it for myself as part of my own healing), my heart and thoughts are drawn straight back to the Gospel. To clarify, this is a safe place for Jesus folks and non Jesus folks alike – whether you are atheist, Christian, agnostic, Muslim, Buddhist, Jewish, or anything else, you are safe and welcome and wanted here. Completely and without strings. I also think that if I am going to talk about hope, but this core part of my own hope is not mentioned, it won’t be a very honest conversation.

One of my favorite hope stories comes from the Bible, and it’s one that Jesus told Himself.  (more…)

Day 30: Together // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

Oct
30

photo: Miguel Constantin Montes

Hi there! This is day 30 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.

It’s 4:00 AM and I should be asleep, but instead I’m cleaning the toilet. Fix it, Jesus. Why would I trade precious sleep for the dirtiest job in the house? Let me regale you.

It’s been stressful around here lately and it seems like wherever stress goes, mess is its BFF. The livability of my apartment is directly correlated to how much energy I have and how I’m feeling. On a scale of Netflix to exercise, I’d say cleaning is about an 8. I don’t completely despise it, but if there’s anything more fun I can be doing instead, I’ll probably pick that and put off the cleaning for another day. The problem comes when another day doesn’t come for a while. I feel like people don’t talk about this much, but I’m just gonna say it: how dare things get dirty so quickly after I JUST cleaned them three months ago! THE NERVE. You’re telling me there are some people who wash, dry, fold, and iron their clothes all in one day? Don’t even get me started on more-frequent-than-biannual mopping. The real question: It’s the year of our Lord 2017. Why hasn’t someone invented the smart house from that Disney Channel Original movie yet, that magically vacuums everything up INTO THE WALLS when you press a button? This is the only technological advance I care about. Get on this, science. I just want a house that will clean itself, for the love. (more…)

Day 29: When the Lights Go Out // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

Oct
29

photo: Simon Robben

Hi there! This is day 29 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.

When it gets really bad, and I feel the most broken, I imagine that Jesus might not have any use for a screwup like me.

If you could watch a 5 minute video of the worst things I’ve ever done in my life, you wouldn’t want to have anything to do with me. You sure as heck wouldn’t want to sit there and read what I share.  (more…)

Day 27: Turn On the Light // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

Oct
27

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Hi there! This is day 27 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. 

It’s been a while since I’ve played hide and seek. Even though my biggest life goal is to raise a gaggle of tiny humans, I don’t have any of my own yet, so I have to live vicariously through your stories for a while longer. A girlfriend of mine who works at an after-school care program told me one the other day about a game of hide and seek that went sideways.

The kids were K – 4th grade and all playing together. Someone, or a bunch of little someones, decided on a massive game of hide and seek using the entire gym/playground area (where the after-school program is held). My friend and the other teachers kept an eye out, doing a headcount of all the hiders, but somehow one kindergartener escaped everyone’s clutches. No one could figure out where she hid for a good fifteen minutes after all the other kids were found, which turned into twenty minutes, then half an hour. A couple of her buddies realized she wasn’t found and told my friend, who suppressed rising epic level panic as she and the other teachers hunted for the missing hider. (more…)