Looking at me, he said, “You know something? I knew there was something different about you when I saw you before. I knew because you smiled at me, and nobody smiles like that any more.”
I tried to appear casual as I thanked him – genuinely appreciative of his compliment but not emotionally so – even though my heart felt in that moment as though someone had reached into my chest and squeezed it. Because this stranger – this man I had known less than an hour – was telling me he had seen God in me. That would normally have been good news, but on that particular day his kind words struck me as ironic and sad.
To read the rest of the story, hop on over to my friend Kacey’s blog, where I’m a guest today. If you’ve ever felt like grace was out of your reach, or like you’d somehow pushed God’s grace beyond its limits, this post is for you. I pray it’s a blessing.