The Blessing of Simple Graces

They are moments I take for granted; common routines that are really not common at all. It’s just that they are so much a part of me – like breathing – that I forget how profound and miraculous they are.

However, a few days ago, I was reminded again of the blessing of simple graces. One of my children called… just to chat. As we visited, I realized anew the blessing of family. It wasn’t the substance of the conversation; rather, it was the familiarity and comfort found in sharing nothing more than the news of the day and plans for the weekend.

As I hung up the phone, I found myself thanking God for the gift of the ordinary – and realizing how often I take these daily graces for granted. I thought also of a woman I have recently come to know.

Eileen would give anything she has to experience once again these everyday miracles. Unlike me, Eileen will never again hear the voice of her college-aged daughter, Laura. She no longer has the blessing of making plans with her for the weekend.

Laura died eight months ago while having an abortion. With her death came a mother’s loss of simple graces… a daughter coming home for the summer from college… a phone call to share the news of the day and make plans for the weekend. Common routines to be sure, but everyday moments Eileen mourns along with the death of her daughter.

Like breathing, we only realize the life found in these moments when they stop. And when they are gone, they are gone forever. It’s why I believe so passionately in the ministry of The Crisis Pregnancy Centers. I want every parent to have the blessing of simple graces – and the luxury of taking them for granted.

I’m going to go call my kids now… just because I can. And I’m going to tell them I love them – because it’s a blessing I’m trying not to take for granted. I encourage you to do the same. After all, everyday graces are too precious to be overlooked.