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Call Me Grace
by Kathy Bailey
All of us have talents that God gave us to help Him to do His work. Some of those talents are a source of joy when we are able to use them. Take me for example. I am a connoisseur of words: [(n): specialist, authority, expert, enthusiast, aficionado, aficionada, buff] One thinks of wine tasters, expert in discerning the value of fermented grape juice. One thinks of the Galloping Gourmet, who cooks and tastes and perfects and tastes again and it is a wonder that he is not three feet thick! And then there is me. Give me a bowl of alphabet soup and I will make words, roll them around on my tongue, breathe their heady fragrance, and call them my own. Not quite good enough for the New York Times or my own word-sipping show, but good enough for me, and my God. Even as a child words fascinated me. I would take a friends name, for example, Patty, and play with it, Paaadee... Paaa...DEE.... PA...dee... until the name just sounded ridiculous and not at all like my good friends name. I would also write poems for my family on little pieces of construction paper and place them in hand-made crudely decorated envelopes. Even then, the editors work was never done; I was always moving and changing words until they resonated in my head just right. And then move them around some more. It was no surprise, then, that I latched onto Latin roots with a vengeance when I hit grade school. Suddenly the dictionary became a valuable tool. Not for definitions or spelling, but for the many different uses and origins of words. I love it when I read a sentence and something about it bothers me. When I look up the word in the dictionary, suddenly the sentence has more meaning perhaps a meaning that was never intended, but I have fun with it! Words are fun! Really! Long before my college psychology courses, I learned about the Freudian slip: [noun: psychologically significant slip of tongue: an accidental mistake, usually the use of the wrong word in a sentence, that is thought to betray somebodys subconscious preoccupations] HOO boy, I just LOVE when that happens! And THEN if you look in the dictionary for alternate meanings of the mistaken word.... ah, you get the idea, anyway... Im a nut; a word nut! Now I was reading from one of HEARTLIGHTs online subscriptions the other day, and the word grace came up, as it often does when reading a Christian publication. But, I got to thinking about that word. Obsessively. Excessively. Non-stop. I thought of that word day and night and day and ... Ok ok. I will focus.. Grace. Ok, bear with me. Full of grace, saying grace, saving grace, gracious, But for the Grace of God There Go I, call me Grace ... All right, now maybe that last reference is unfamiliar. When I was a kid, and would stumble over a rock or even my own two feet, from out of nowhere a sibling voice would intone, Walk much, Grace? Meaning, of course, that I had not yet mastered the art of being graceful. Nor did I look like Grace Kelly. Ok, maybe Gracie Allen. There is a serious side to all this word play. My Lord blessed me with a sense of humor, but there is a time and place for it. Usually, that place is somewhere in my writing. It gives me great joy. But there is an even greater joy to be experienced in Ephesians 2:8: For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God.
Too simple? Look at this one from Websters Revised Unabridged Dictionary: 1. Grace: The exercise of love, kindness, mercy, favor; disposition to benefit or serve another; favor bestowed or privilege conferred. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Words we can use. The Lord is so merciful, isnt he? If only we could all be like Him in our dealings with one another. How many of us can bestow that same grace on those around us? What about our kids, parents, friends, neighbors, acquaintances, strangers... See? Then theres this definition: 3. Grace (Law):Prerogative is a great word. My mother used to use it a lot. As in Mothers Prerogative. 1. An exclusive or peculiar privilege; prior and indefeasible right; fundamental and essential possession; used generally of an official and hereditary right which may be asserted without question, and for the exercise of which there is no responsibility or accountability as to the fact and the manner of its exercise. May be asserted without question. Hmmmm. For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God. Prerogative indeed! You know what is really awesome? Awesome as in, full of awe? Grace, Gods prerogative to love and forgive, all started with ... THE WORD and the God who sent it. Yes, you can call me Grace!
Author: Kathy Bailey Publication Date: May 2, 2003 |
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