Why I Love That My New Grandgirl Is Named Grace
I arrived the day after Christmas, eager to meet three-day old Grace. I was not disappointed. She is lovely.
Already she has her rough and tumble, outdoorsy, all-man and all-boy dad and brothers wrapped around her proverbial little finger. Nick stares at her in awe. Carter can’t pass by her without kissing her—he even likes to burp her. Aidan and Ethan are clearly smitten.
And of course Grace owns her mama—literally and figuratively.
And I—Jeedoo—held her whenever I could. For as long as I could.I love her name. Because I love the grace of our God. The longer I walk with Him, the more I experience and appreciate His grace.
The Greek word for GRACE is CHARIS, which has the same root as words for joy, thanks and gift. One definition of grace is that which affords joy, pleasure, delight, sweetness, charm, loveliness.
I cling to these wonderful words of grace:
I am saved by grace.Grace and truth come through Jesus Christ.
His grace is sufficient for my every need.
All are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus.
I am not under the law, but under grace.
The incomparable riches of His grace are expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus.
We can be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus.
The grace of God has appeared offering salvation to all people.We receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.
By His grace, we receive the unfathomable riches delivered to us by our Lord.
Certainly, Grace is not God and cannot do for us what Christ has done for us. But I believe names have meaning--certainly they do throughout Scripture. I have prayed that this newborn ezer will be an instrument of God’s grace to all she encounters. I am asking that grace from God will flow through her, bringing a fresh breath of the Spirit to her family, her friends, her world. That she will be tangible evidence of the grace God offers to each of us.
And I can hardly wait to hold that Grace in my arms again.
C 2014 Judy Douglass