The other day a friend posted the image of the feet of a ballerina, both feet on their tippy-toes. However, one foot was exquisite in its pink satin ballet shoes while the other was red, swollen, and bandaged. The message was to never forget elegance required hard work–always an important admonishment. Yet it evoked other thoughts for me. About twenty-six years ago, I was desperately searching for grace–only thing is at the time I thought that meant I was tired of being a klutz and wanted the grace of a ballerina. It was at this time I wrote a play entitled Comic Relief . The main character was Ruby, a Jewish stand-up comedienne, whose goal throughout the play was to find grace. Ruby even goes to her rabbi and asks him, “Where can I find grace?” His answer: How should i know?
On March 19, 1988, grace found me. Y’shua redefined the meaning of grace. “It shall come to pass that before they call, I will answer; and while they are still speaking, I will hear.” Isaiah 65:24