A few years ago we put a new roof on our garage. The day before laying the shingles I noticed that the roofing underlayment material, meant to protect the structure from weather damage, was covered with the word GRACE. Every square foot of roof was covered from one side to the other with grace, grace, and more grace. Once the shingles were in place, even though I couldn’t see it, every square foot of roof was still covered with grace, grace, and more grace.
I don’t know where I’d be without grace, or where anyone would be without it for that matter. We don’t have to earn it, learn it, buy it, or try it. It’s just ours for the taking, and ours for the giving, and as far as I’m concerned, it covers everyone and everything, no exception. Like that roof, whether we can see it or not, our lives are covered with grace, grace, and more grace.
On this Easter morning, which in my faith tradition is a really, really, really big deal, may you know that you are covered with grace, grace, and more grace.