“The freely given, unmerited favour and love of God.”
“The influence or Spirit of God operating in humans to regenerate or strengthen them.”
“A state of spiritual awakening.”
Several days ago, I was preparing to vacuum my workshop. I geared up and was ready to go! I had on my rubber boots, rubber gloves, and a full respirator dust mask. Quite the fashion statement!
I was about half way through my task when my nose started to run. I thought about going to the house to get kleenex and what that would entail. It would require removing my boots, removing my gloves, removing the dust mask, and washing my hands. All that before getting anywhere near a box of kleenex!
Instead, I did what any smart mature woman would do. I hauled open the patio door and yelled,
“Mom, can you come and wipe my nose!”
My mom hurried in to the kitchen, laughing, “What did you say?”
“I have all this gear on and my nose is running. Could you please wipe my nose for me.”
By this time we were both laughing. I carefully lifted the dust mask away from my face. My mom grabbed a kleenex and began to gently wipe my nose.
Suddenly, time slowed down. Everything began to happen in slow motion! The air around us became very soft and muted.
The expression on my mom’s faced changed from one of laughter to a radiant face of love. There was such a softness and gentleness about her, like a soft light was emanating from her. A distant look appeared in my mom’s eyes.
Fascinated, I couldn’t look away! I do not recall my mom ever looking at me in quite that way. I knew, in that split second, that she was no longer seeing me, the woman who is her daughter. Rather, my mom was wiping the nose of her three year old little girl.
I held my breath, wanting the moment to last. Then, as quickly as it slowed, time sped up again. The air cleared, and everything resumed at its normal speed.
I thanked my mom and turned quickly away and headed back to my workshop before she could see the tears welling up in my eyes.
Spirit had just blessed me with a rare gift. A moment of Grace.
Now Spirit has asked me to share my experience with you. Even as I write, the tears begin to trickle down my face once more in gratitude, as the memory rises to the surface.
I am grateful to have received this precious moment, for the opportunity to create a happy memory with my mom. I have tucked my moment of Grace in to my heart and I have cherished it every day since.
Photo courtesy of David Chang Photography.