Loss

Life doesn't have the grace to play the first few chords of a Jeff Buckley song when everything is about to change drastically. The lighting isn't perfect either, nor every element properly framed. There are no cue cards or marker tape to guide you to your spot.

God gives the grace that brings that friend by your side who is there no matter what, sunshine or rain. God's grace offers the most awful jokes at the most opportune time when they're precisely what's needed. It's in His grace that the hand of a friend extends to hold yours and she listens to whatever you need to say, and just listens, sharing what the Holy Spirit is whispering between your intertwined fingers. His grace brings comfort and peace amidst the turmoil that life has chucked your way.

(This was written about a month and a half ago when a friend lost her mom.)