Sometimes, grace is given in an overwhelming, emotional, more than you can imagine kind of way.
And sometimes it arrives softly, simply, in some tiny little detail or some nearly missed moment.
In the busyness of everyday, I’m guilty of passing by those sweet little moments of grace — of stopping to watch the sun set, listening to the happy song of birds in the backyard, taking a minute just to smell the lovely fragrance of a rose.
On the occasions when I do indulge in those moments (and that is all they are is a few moments), my heart is lifted and my soul lighter. And it makes me wonder why I don’t make it a point to savor every amazing, sweet little moment of grace that comes my way.
