i'm also working on a lot of grace and patience for myself in therapy.
it's much easier for me to give these generous gifts to others and hold myself to rigid, high standards.
grace looks like rest.
it looks like gardening and journaling.
deep breaths.
and, today i'm supposed to write my own theology of creation.
HA!
the student in me knows that i need to write something that can be sorta mostly defended and thought thru. the student says i need more information.
the girl striving for a sense of grace in the midst of a very transformational year says that this must be a joke. =) i'm not sure i can even say who i believe God is, much less whether theistic evolution or theistic existentialism make the most sense.
so, this girl, who knows she is in school for a season, takes a deep breath, and writes some words down. Nothing is in cement.
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