I've been sick with a cruddy virus for two weeks. It seems like I'm never going to feel good again. On top of that a stormy cold wave has hit our area and knocked the sunshine out. The icy fingers of depression are grabbing at me and threatening to crumple me like the frigid temperatures are crumpling the last of the autumn leaves.
But grace has taken root in my heart this past year and grace is greater, grace is stronger, grace will persevere.
Grace enables the sunshine of Jesus to brighten my darkest days.
Grace enables me to look out my front window and know that flowers will bloom there again.
Grace enables me to hold my beautiful grandchildren deep in my grateful heart.
Grace enables me to believe that my chidlren will be able to handle what life throws at them becasue of the grace that resides in them.
Grace enables me to take my eyes off of my imperfect self and keep them focused on the incomparable perfection of Jesus.
Grace never gave up on a sick, messed up, dysfunctional little girl but continues to love her and heal her still.
Grace is given to me in abundance every day, just what I need so that I have all I need to make it through every day.
Grace is undeserved, unmerited, unconditional, wonderful, amazing, and a free gift.
"For the sin of this one man, Adam, caused death to rule over many. But even greater is God's wonderful grace and His gift of righteousness, for all who receive it will live in triumph over sin and death throught this one man, Jesus Christ", Romans 5:17. NLT