I was standing in the grocery store with my sweetie, looking at the bread I had just put in the cart, when suddenly a warm, thick light of love spilled over me. It was bliss in three octaves. I hadn’t done anything special. I hadn’t been praying, meditating, doing yoga, eating vegan, getting acupuncture, opening chakras, rolfing, fasting, reading scripture, or anything. In short, I didn’t deserve it. I didn’t earn it. And I’m grateful for the gift.
You simply can’t earn grace. That’s the kicker. It comes and goes like the wind. I suppose the efforts I make to live in the present are helpful. After all, you can’t feel the wind if you don’t put yourself outdoors. But I’ve been working on this stuff for 40 years and never experienced such pure joy in my life.