Grace Gifts

autumn's jewels

I am ashamed to admit this, but last May, the first time I began reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voscamp – I did not finish.  You see, when I first picked it up I read the first six chapters straight through before I ever budged from my bed that Saturday morning. 




Then, gently, thoughtfully, set it aside.

intimate simplicity


winter beautifully fading

When confronted with truth so boldly, I must stop and consider how it will change me.  I must consider what it will require of me. 






And I tend to take the long way around, most all the time, on matters such as these. 







I move slow as my world spins about me with the hopes that wisdom and understanding will fall on me, coating me in shimmers of a brighter light. 


Spring's Grace





Change is never easy and I battle it with a fierceness unrivaled – especially when instigated by someone else, even if that Someone Else is God. 



Now, I move slower still towards peace. 

bees busy working



Even though I have long hunted God and His beauty, the idea of keeping another journal meant more time and it seemed the one thing I was shortest of…




and is it not always this way? 

snapshot memories of happy



But God has His ways, and His truth follows me around like a snippet of a favorite song – be ignored, it will not. 






Gratitude is a snapshot of memory that keeps His beauty forefront in my mind; always there, His omnipresent certainty dwells deep in the spirit. 




one true love



It springs up renewing me, maturing me, stilling me in His presence so I can receive His forgiveness and His love so that His light might shine brighter in me.





Because Thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips will praise Thee ~ Psalm 63:3 nasb


Mercy, peace and love be multiplied to you,


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