He showed up today. Greeted us this morning with His signature grace. Right before election and we all needed this gentle reminder, this impromptu touch from above. This break from the stress and worry, minds whirling with all the what-ifs. My husband and I, we caught sight of that beautiful display this morning before wiring up to the news, the polls, the what-ifs and calculations. My daughter, she captured it on her phone, sent the message of grace to family. Our son, he caught his own taste miles away in Virginia where the trees are shouting glory. He texted his message of beautiful and I breathed it in, that life-pumping taste of His presence, His beautiful face shining on us, and lighting up Facebook too. We needed this today. This year we are worn at the cuffs, tired and weary of it all. Thank you for lifting our eyes, even for a moment.
I carried it around today, carried the phone, swiping every so often, touching the screen looking at the images much like a three-by-five memory card, this reminder of how you showed up for us. Tucked those majestic scenes in that place inside that needs hope, that drinks in grace and mercy. Brought it out when the fear threatened to erase those visual images, before stepping out for ice cream with grand kids in the pouring rain, and before switching on the evening news. How I easily forget you are in control and we can let out the pent-up breaths and ease up a bit with the worry beads.
And before going to bed, I gaze once more, this captured bounty I breathe it in, the limbs swollen with unabashed joy, telling Him in between each grateful breath. Thank you for whispering I love you in the morning sky.
~Grace can strike when you are in great pain and light you with the greatest hope~
Ann Voskamp
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