Grace, grace, grace! Tonight is my evening to extend it.
Yup, you guessed it. I should have known the words to soon follow her look of surprise as her hands gestured towards my middle. “You’re not expecting are you?”
This is a first for me. Being on the receiving end, that is. My son has asked other woman about their expanding bellies and babies on three separate occasions. As awkward as it was to have my son put both of our feet in our mouths (that’s how us mom’s feel when our kids embarrass us in public), it was worse being on the receiving end. Perhaps it was worse because there were on-listeners, I was taken by surprise, or even startled at the possibility!
I pray I did extend grace, grace, grace to my dear friend. It probably would have been better for me to be silent and use less words; however, if humor and laughter were ever needed, it was amidst this awkward conversation!
After exiting the scene, I had many thoughts. Funny, God. I twirled in front of my bathroom mirror, not agreeing with her assessment. I did have a maternity skirt still on, but she didn’t know that. My shirt was for real. The timing was interesting, as today I recommitted my wellness journey to the Lord and lived in freedom. It has been so difficult. I will not be stumbled …. God will use this for good.
Have you ever been the bearer, or on the receiving end of such a compliment?
My evening closes with a tiny bit of motivation. I have words of encouragement as I face tomorrow – “Don’t eat too much darci, you are looking pregnant!”
Scary. It’s good to be real. Grace, grace, grace.