It came in a package.
From an address unknown.
To: Clarissa.
To: Clarissa.
I almost didn't let her open it.
We couldn't imagine what it was.
We were not prepared.
A purse.
A beautiful purse.
Sent by one; with love.
One who spent hours here as a youngster running with the eldest; Chelsea's friend.
Now grown and married.
A gift to replace the stolen purse.
The tears start to flow.
Such grace.
Unmerited.
Undeserved.
So thoughtful.
So thoughtful.
Kindness and warmth wrapped in a chocolate brown purse.
And the clincher.
The inside; purple.
How would the giver have known?
Clarissa's stolen purse, one of Nana's; purple.
A price tag; not possible.
A price tag; not possible.
Our God is in the business of details.
Luke 12:6-7
Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God."Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.
Luke 12:6-7
Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God."Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.
His timing His own.
His ways; a mystery to me.
This path; not one I would have chosen.
Yet with eyes to see, there is beauty.
When we're wide open to the grace that can flow, the landscape looks different.
Won't you take the time to look, really look, for the beauty and the grace?
Record those moments so when you look back,
you can remember the faithfulness.
Titus 2:11
For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people.
This path; not one I would have chosen.
Yet with eyes to see, there is beauty.
When we're wide open to the grace that can flow, the landscape looks different.
Won't you take the time to look, really look, for the beauty and the grace?
Record those moments so when you look back,
you can remember the faithfulness.
I am thankful for:
unexpected grace
packages that lift my daughters spirits
hope
steaming cups of coffee on a chilly morning
friends near and far that will not let us go
even the pain; we are changing and growing
a season to practice a life of gratitude
pictures of my boy
the magical giggles of the little girls
the creativity of the farm boy
the struggle; to find God's best
texts from Elijah's friends
a warm house; everyday I am grateful for all who have helped
a farmer that can swing at concrete and is feeling so good
the sound of the wind chime my farmer and oldest boy made years ago
rain on the tin roof
clothes left on the line in the snow, with the smell of sunshine still lingering
the work God has for us to do
eyes and hands to complete the work that is still left to do
What bits of grace have you seen?
Share with us how even in the darkness, there is still light.
unexpected grace
packages that lift my daughters spirits
hope
steaming cups of coffee on a chilly morning
friends near and far that will not let us go
even the pain; we are changing and growing
a season to practice a life of gratitude
pictures of my boy
the magical giggles of the little girls
the creativity of the farm boy
the struggle; to find God's best
texts from Elijah's friends
a warm house; everyday I am grateful for all who have helped
a farmer that can swing at concrete and is feeling so good
the sound of the wind chime my farmer and oldest boy made years ago
rain on the tin roof
clothes left on the line in the snow, with the smell of sunshine still lingering
the work God has for us to do
eyes and hands to complete the work that is still left to do
What bits of grace have you seen?
Share with us how even in the darkness, there is still light.
Titus 2:11
For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people.
Francesca Battistelli
He Knows My Name
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