I’ve only been to Memphis once, and I’ve never been to that Graceland. So this blog isn’t about Elvis or Memphis; it’s not even about Paul Simon and going to Graceland. Though I may write about good music from time to time. Mostly, though, I write about life as it happens.
I’m learning to live in GraceLand. GraceLand, as opposed to PerformanceLand. I’m learning to fall into the grace of God. And I’m learning to generously give grace to others.
For the past few years, the circumstances of my life have humbled me, stripping away pretense and much of my pride. Painfully, beautifully, I have experienced grace. And as I fall and rise and fall and rise again, I continue to experience grace.
I am a wife and a mother, a sister and a daughter. And I love my family. Sometimes I love them so much I can very nearly feel a literal aching squeeze in my heart.
We are an imperfect family. I’m sorry‘s and I forgive you‘s are common in our home. Together, we are learning to live in GraceLand.
I don’t know how you came to be here reading this blog, but I’m so very glad you are here. I hope you’ll introduce yourself, comment, discuss, interact. Because I really want this blog to foster conversations. I am hoping we can learn from each other. Maybe you’re here to help me learn to live in GraceLand. Or maybe you’re here so we can help each other.
Maybe we are poorboys and pilgrims with families who are living in GraceLand together. Ok, so maybe I will quote Paul Simon from time to time.
Who are you? What are you about? Do you like Elvis? Paul Simon? Memphis? Pilgrims? Poorboys?