Holding Grace

Today is my daughter, Grace's, birthday.And I'm missing her.  This morning she's waking up nearly four hours away, and I'm sad.  This launching thing is tough on moms.So, today, although she's not with me, I'm holding Grace.I'm thinking of her birth that came nearly 8 weeks early.She was so tiny. Such a little something.  She was healthy, just little.  Those days of skin to skin, in the darkened NICU were so precious.  Just holding Grace.I'm missing her today.  And as I'm thinking about her, I know I can never really hold grace.  Grace is too big, too bold, too audacious for me to hold.And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.  John 1:16Grace upon grace, upon grace, upon grace.Just like my daughter rushed into my life, a bit early, a bit fast, a bit overwhelming, grace overwhelms.Grace upon grace. I can't hold it.  None of us can. Awe-inspiring, lavish, love-saturated grace. And so while I marvel at the grace of this precious daughter of mine, would you join me in marveling at God's grace? Would you leave a favorite grace-filled verse in the comments?Holding grace is not possible. But celebrating it is.