Grace Upon Grace

December 18, 2017.  We’re a week away from Christmas and two weeks away from the year ending.  What a year it has been.  I said in January, I would be honest and think of these questions through out the year. So, here are my reflections from the heart of it all:  How’s your heart? How’s your soul? Did you barely make it by or did you live your best life? How’s your faith? Are you encouraged or are you barely hanging on? Do you like being home for the holidays? What was your first thought when it didn’t happen like it was supp- how you thought it would happen? Did you feel it in the pit of your stomach? Did your past come rushing back in like a wave stretched out crashing over you, bearing down on you?   When you got that text message, did you sit down or did you roll your eyes and sigh? When death became a little all too familiar, did you rest in the assurance of their peace or did you sink into anger and depression?  When you missed your flight, what did it teach

Something Holy happens when you say those two words, “me too.”  T here is no judgement in those words, there is no confusion, there is no contention, there is no fear- there is only peace and healing.  So many of us have “ME TOO” moments. Many simple and  insignificant   like breaking your ankle walking down a street and your  friend does  the same at the airport. A nd then there are those who have their own personal ‘me too’ moments and it takes every ounce of strength and courage to barely whisper those words.  So here I  am--   ME TOO. I wrote a blog two weeks ago ,  but I never hit publish.  I typed it all up because I finally had the courage to type it and then every day it just stares at me in the corner of my computer screen and I see the small Word icon with the word “counseling” underneath of the big blue W.  I  started counseling.  When I first wrote the beginning of the blog, I began it with “I started counseling  and then I flew 1500 miles to the White Mountain