Shades of Grace: Rehearsing His Goodness

In looking through photos, reading old notes and journals, and in thinking of all the significant events and people in my life in 50 years, I have quickly realized something … There is no way I will be able in just a few weeks to completely share the story of all the people who have impacted my life nor to fully reflect on all the events that have been instrumental in shaping me. This revelation has also caused me to recognize even more that “surely His goodness and faithfulness has indeed pursued me all my days”. Indeed there are 10,000 reasons and more for my heart to find. As I reflect on my life, I am feeling some sadness/conviction that I would ever, even for a moment, doubt God’s goodness and grace or that I would spend even a second without a thankful heart! 
 
The lyrics of one of Scott Krippayne’s songs are ringing in my ear as I process all of these memories.
“If I never get to see another rainbow, or share another laugh with a friend;
If I never stand barefoot by the ocean or get to kiss my child goodnight again;
If I never have another prayer that’s answered or have another blessing come my way;
If this is all I know of heaven’s kindness, Father, I would still have to say:
You have been good, You have been good!
And I may’ve wondered how could it be You’ve been so good to me.
You’ve shown me mercy upon mercy, grace upon grace, time after time.
And I know all too well what I’m deserving, yet You are still so patient and kind.”

Today, I am rehearsing how blessed I am to have had great-grandparents and grandparents whose prayers were never ceasing for the generations after them. Although both of my grandfathers died before I was in middle school, my Papa King (who was a pastor until he died) is very much a part of my life and the life of my siblings and cousins. His heart for the nations, his passion for missions, his love for his family, his defense of the authority of the bible, his many stories, and his songs in the darkest nights still live on in us. My grandmothers were both at my wedding and met all my children and I enjoyed them for years into my adult life. Fun memories of them, and funny times with them, flood our minds and hearts when we gather as a family. They both loved and honored God with their lives until the day they died.

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