There between a rock and a hard place, I had hoped that I
would be met by grace.
Hope does not disappoint.
After a week of processing and reflection, that hope of
restoration and recovery has brought a stirring of resurrection. I’ve been
waking up to the idea and now, I know - It’s true.
I’ve learned and am learning yet again to trust the process
and the Presence….
On this beautiful spring day, as all creation sings, the
whispered phrase of an old hymn invited me to get outside and take a good look
around at all the signs of new life – of resurrection.
Lord, how thy wonders
are displayed where’er I turn my eye,
if I survey the ground
I tread, or gaze upon the sky!
Here’s proof positive that grace has met me right where I am
today.
May it be so for you.
Peace.
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