I receive the grace of God.
Grace is the moment the flower blooms, the subtle harmony from a musical instrument, the sweet breeze of autumn, a relaxed breath. Grace happens when I let go and open the doors of my soul to God’s guidance. Grace arrives as effortlessly as the falling leaves when I stop trying to figure out life and just let it be through me. I don’t have to do anything to earn grace; it arises when I surrender. Grace is the touch of God letting me know that, at any time, I can start over. It is the promise of a new beginning guided by Divine Love. No matter what has happened in the past, knowing I am worthy, I open my heart to the luminous light of grace.
Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease.—Mark 5:34