are we there yet?
...home, home, home, home.


Today I was thinking. Not too hard, just general spacey thoughts about how faithful God has been and how brilliant He is at restoring. As I recall all of the times He's saved me from me, I realize that I do not at all understand this mystery we call grace. All I know is that it hovers over me, and with a single word from Abba, wraps all around me, invading me in the most brilliant of ways by making dead things come alive as ashes turn miraculously into beauty.