- 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.
- 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.
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