Grace is something placed upon one without petition or pleading. The key is to recognize grace when it appears in your life, elementary as that sounds. You may be graced but you're so entranced on shit that you overlook it. I've done that. Understanding grace is like looking at the stars and not getting it that we're part of the universe, not the universe of us. The asshole factor blinds us sometimes to the realization that when we were least expecting it, we were graced. I reminisced about the one meeting in memory that was worthwhile. The details are a story unto themselves but the point is nothing is all bad or all good, if nothing can include context. Those of us who are continually graced know it. are grateful for it and won't relinquish it without protest. My family acknowledges Jesus as their cause de celeb and I'm right there with them. The conclusion of our considerations is greater than the sum of its parts or simply said, Jesus , without you I'd be still searching. Grace is not Gracie, as in say goodnight Gracie or Danny DeVito's kid but blessed with the endowment of crazy appreciated good things. If you want it, come and get it, make your mind up fast.