Finding grace. I could see myself as the person in Brother Hagin’s book about love, who hadn’t really experienced love. Believed in His goodness, experienced Him in many ways, joy, peace, etc. but not sure I really have understood love beyond a limited measure. I thought I had, but this has been different. Like petals getting picked from a never-ending flower–grace is like Him saying with each little and big thing, I love you, I love you, I love you!
From having our home finished for free (by a crew of men), through one of the most damaged relationships from a church split, to landing a great rental, grace is already so wildly beyond what I could ask, think, or imagine. Grace is continually showing me how much He loves me and how big grace is towards us. Not because of who I am, but it’s WHO He is!
