Grace and peace.
The grace of God falls gently from heaven. As I open myself
to receive this undeserved favour, his peace covers all those sharp edges, all
those imperfections I worry about, all those unresolved concerns.
February 2021 and the snow keeps drifting down, accumulating
on branches and paths, on parkways and drives, on porches and roofs. Roughness is
hidden; smooth, gentle contours transform the landscape. Peace prevails.
Grace and peace to all today, in the name of Jesus.
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