The well of grace

I experienced a really difficult session the other week with one of my couples, it bothered me for days…which normally doesn’t happen.

I believe I was so disturbed because of something the wife declared right at the end, it was honest, but brutal. Something that she had danced around for months and months.

But in that session her anger was visible, she shouted at both of us, “I’m done showing him grace, DONE!” 

I felt so desperate and deflated. It took all of my strength to not fight her words with truth, judgment and even condemnation. I wanted to yell, “Don’t give up! He’s trying, can’t you see?” 

I’m thankful that my professional training kicked into gear, leaving my own life experience and hurt in the shadows. 

But I couldn’t help but meditate on the experience throughout the days that followed…

How deep is my own well of grace? 

Have I withheld forgiveness or avoided reconciliation in certain relationships? 

I don’t think it was an accident that Jesus met the woman at “the well.” She was guilty, lost, burdened, looking for guidance, forgiveness, her Savior. She desperately needed to be enveloped in the grace of God, and that is just what Jesus offered her. 

The well was deep, so deep she would never, ever be thirsty again. 


I cannot comprehend this kind of grace, but I long for it. 

Let’s dig our well of grace just a little deeper today, and then let us taste, share and savor the waters of forgiveness. 

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Wife, Mom to two young girls, Counselor, Cook, Runner, and Follower of Jesus

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