Grace

Grace by Enstrom

I've seen this photograph a lot throughout my life, but I recall it the most from my childhood. I have seen this photo either at my grandparents' home or at my childhood church home. Either way, it has always stopped me in my tracks. 

The sincerity, deference and humility in his face and gesture is very convicting to me. And then, I read the story behind the photograph. In 1918, Eric Enstrom, the photographer, was approached by the bearded, old man, a peddler with foot-scrapers to sell. It was a chance encounter, and Enstrom asked if he could photograph him. He was preparing for a portfolio of pictures to take with him to a convention of the Minnesota Photographer's Association. "I wanted to take a picture that would show people that even though they had to do without many things because of the war they still had much to be thankful for," Enstom said. 

God has blessed me beyond what I deserve. Hence, grace. He has given me so much more in life than I could have ever dreamed. An amazing, sweet husband, encouraging and supportive parents and in-laws, so many loving and unconditional family members and friends, a new job with kind and caring co-workers, and, and, and. The list goes on forever...

...But, how often do I take the time to truly thank God for all that I have been given. To get down on my knees, bow my head, fold my hands and thank him. Not enough, I can tell you that.

I am reminded to be thankful this season. Not just on Thanksgiving day, but every day. 

Every day is a gift; everything I have is from God and I am beyond blessed that He took the time to think of me.

"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God..." ~ Eph. 2:8