Grace

Grace is of music…and the wind, invisible to my eye.
Grace is of my heart and soul, my guardian, first and last friend.
~Celebrator of my spirit~

Grace is hard to understand when I demand to touch and see.
It is the answer in between…the lines…
Intuition opens the door to readiness ~
sometimes doesn’t a special coincidence…
…happen at just the right time?

When I am utterly exhausted
Grace keeps me in the game.

We say that we don’t deserve grace, or need any special favors.
Why is it so hard for us to accept a gift we didn’t “earn”?
That is EXACTLY WHY we are given Grace.
Because we believe that we aren’t “good”…enough.

Grace is my Higher Power’s visibly invisible proof…
…of love, protection, and knowledge…
…that we are loved by God.