5 Minute Friday again, I enjoyed this so much last week I'm back again.
Link up here. The only rule, that I forgot to post last week, is you go to the person that linked up before you and encourage them in their writing. That's nice, isn't it? Encouragement. Love it. We all need it. We should offer it more often. IMHO.
Today's word is: Grace.
This is something I have struggled with my whole life. To me it means poised, elegant movement. I am the opposite of that for many reasons. I move too quickly, I have no balance, no muscle, I leap before I look, I wear awkward shoes, I was raised by a pack of very rude, clumsy wolves.
These sound like excuses, and mayhaps they are. I tell myself I have accepted these things about myself, probably because it is a lot easier to say you 'accept things about yourself,' rather than challenge yourself to do better, to try harder.
Paint it any color you like, but I also really like the way a woman I used to work with explained it:
"You can be graceful of spirit, even if you're clumsy of foot."
That's some heavy, medieval-sounding jive, right?
I know. She makes a great point though. She pointed out to me that I always try to help people, I try to be forgiving (if only because I've made oh-so-many mistakes myself,) and teach others about forgiveness. This is the grace of spirit. I absolutely beamed when she said that. It's amazing how sometimes a few words can stay with you forever. I always looked at myself like a big, clumsy oaf. This woman almost made me graceful with her explanation.
In my world, there will always be mistakes, you have humans you get human behavior. It's okay, their good usually outweighs their bad. Especially if they TRY.
Humans have always been mistake-makers. Since caveman days, when they used to club people, drag women by their hair (in cartoons anyway) and wear those tragic sleazy loin cloths. Come on guys, cover those 6-pack abs! We get it, you spend hours hunting buffalo, you're hot. Put some clothes on, pal, leave it to the imagination.
WHAT was I talking about, Willis? Oh yeah, Grace. So for me it means something different than it means for you.
I will try to teach my girls to be graceful of spirit. Not just because I can't teach them to be poised young ladies, which I do TRY to do. I put them in pretty dresses, even though I'm a tomboy at heart. I want them to find their own way, not my way. (Hopefully their aunts will help with that!)
More important to me, I strive to teach them to be graceful of spirit. To be helpful, to share, to give of themselves to this world, and to forgive other people in it. Those things mean grace to me.
What does it mean to you?