grateful amazement

finding wonder…everywhere.

Look Down

on April 2, 2014

Gratitude is the heart’s memory. ~ French Proverb

…and some days the heart needs more than a little push to remember.

Especially on those days when words won’t come because that punched-in-the-gut feeling won’t go away.

Those days are hard days.

The ones when even the snippet of a song that always sings your soul also makes you cry…and cry…and cry.

Days that bleed into each other because something, someone, some errant arrow has made your heart feel like it’s bleeding out.

On those days, friend, be brave.

Look for something that your heart can remember.

I’d say ‘Look up’ – but on days that string together like so much tangled scrap and thread, wound tight and twisted, in seemingly endless confusion, almost cutting off your circulation, it’s okay to let yourself look down…

Look down if you can’t look up.

It’s okay. Really. I promise.

Looking down when you can’t look up is not cowardice…it’s courage.

Because courage keeps looking – up or down, it does not matter…
Courage keeps trying to remember…keeps hoping – even when that hope is worn and threadbare and about to fall apart.

Courage takes those scraps and threads of minutes and hours and days and weaves them, tangled, into something beautiful…

Something the heart can remember.

Color. Pattern. Texture. Hope.

Things you see even when you’re only able to look down…things you see because you keep looking.

And when you keep looking, you will find Grace.
And Grace is gratitude.

Even on those hard days.

Especially on those hard, hard days.

And then, as if by magic, the heart – your heart – remembers.

Tangled Beauty

Tangled Beauty

{Linking up with Holley Gerth and Jennifer Dukes Lee again this week, friends. I know you’ll find reasons to keep courageously looking when you click through to their sites and find the Grace woven through their words and the words of the other writers who’ve linked up.}

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4 responses to “Look Down

  1. Lovely words here. Especially these: “Courage takes those scraps and threads of minutes and hours and days and weaves them, tangled, into something beautiful… Something the heart can remember. Color. Pattern. Texture. Hope.” I’m glad I linked up next to you at Holley’s place.

  2. Jenn Hand says:

    Wow.. I agree with Kristin Taylor 🙂 lovely words. This just really was beautiful. Poetic and beautiful. Look down or look up.. either one. What a gift of grace. I love the weaving of the word brave and courage. The Lord has been teaching me much about the word BRAVE lately. Thanks for this sweet gift today.

    • LauraK says:

      Gosh, Jenn, what kind words! I’m so glad the Courage and Brave resonated with you, and grateful for His lessons on those words myself. 🙂

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