grace.

grace.
it's getting what you don't deserve.

this is grace for me.

i have this thing.
where i plan to make something for friday night's dinner.
but it just seems too hard once friday night comes.
like pizza, where the dough has to rise. 
or chinese, with lots of slicing and sauce making and stir frying.
mostly i think pizza sounds great when i am planning on a saturday morning.
by the end of the following week, once i get home from work, i can't even think about making the dough from scratch.

a couple of weeks ago, husband came home to find me, not cooking, but languishing on the couch.
so distraught that i was supposed to be making pizza.
but that it felt so hard to get up and do.
after spending what seemed like forever...
hemming and hawing over whether to get up and make the dough, slice the veggies, and put the pizza together, husband suggests using some leftover grocery money to just go buy a pizza.
after much MORE hemming and hawing, i finally agree.
so relieved to get to stay on the couch.
and so sad that i had caved.  and not stuck to our menu plan for the week.

when husband returned, not only did he come back with an all natural, organic pizza.
he brought me flowers.

grace.
it's getting what you don't deserve.

now i plan meal options that are so, so easy for friday nights.
because i know the exhaustion that comes for me after a week of working my job.
it took a while to get there.
some trial and error.
and lots of emotions.

praise the lord for grace.
and for pizza.
and for flowers.
and for husbands that give that grace.