Someone commented that the blog I did on grace last week didn’t focus on God’s grace, which is really important, but looked more from an academic and leadership perspective. As I responded, it was not done to demean the importance of God, but it would wait for another blog. So here we go. I mentioned it to my stepmom, and she said, “When you understand what grace truly is, then you will understand how wonderful God’s grace is.” I think that sums it up well. When I think of God’s grace, I think of that song, “one set of footprints in the sand.” It’s all about God carrying me when I can’t move another step on my own. Looking back on my life, I realize and I can say without a shadow of a doubt, I was carried, not by my strength, not by the plans I made, not even by my prayers, but by grace. It’s not something that I would have noticed or seen; it was just there, it holds everything together, it’s God’s grace.

Grace is like Faith it’s one of those words used often in Christian circles. We sing about it, preach about it, even name our children after it. I can bet we all have at least one friend with the name. But how often do we stop and think about it and what it really means?

Grace is God choosing us, again and again, not because we’ve earned it, but because He is good. It’s His way of saying, “I know your flaws, your doubts, your past; and I still choose you.”

I remember a time in my life where everything I thought was certain began to unravel. Plans I had prayed over fell through. Opportunities I’d prepared for vanished. I felt like I had done all the right things—been faithful, diligent, obedient—and yet, nothing seemed to work. One night, feeling completely out of it, I sat in the dark, in silence. No words. Just weariness. And it was there, in that quiet moment, I sensed it; not a loud, overwhelming voice or a sudden flash of inspiration, but a deep, reassuring peace. A reminder: “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)

Reflecting on that period, I realized it taught me more about God’s grace than any moment of profound enlightenment ever could. It was grace that sustained me when answers didn’t come. Grace that reminded me I was still held, still loved, still seen. Still being carried.

Sometimes grace looks like the strength to endure. Other times, it looks like the wisdom to wait. But it always looks like love.

And that’s the thing about grace; it doesn’t perform for applause. It doesn’t need to be loud to be powerful. It simply is. A constant invitation to rest, to return, to be renewed.

So tonight, I leave you with this question:

Where have you seen God’s grace in your life—especially in the moments that didn’t go as planned?

Let that reflection guide you today. Not everything has to be fixed to be filled with grace. Let me know what you think; I really want to know, and I am sure others do too. Try commenting 👍🏽, but if you are not comfortable, reach out to me via any medium. I would love it if you would say something, anything, and tell someone. 🙏🏽 Your comments let me know how you feel and very often give me a totally different perspective on the topic. It could also spawn another blog. 😉. And you can never tell your comment might help others. Always remember life is for living, and you must always live your best life. #lifeisforliving #liveyourbestlife #gratefulforlife #faithgreaterthanfear

See you next Wednesday at 8:00 p.m., Bogotá time.