Today we went to the Fair. Although the getting ready had somewhat marred my excitement, and I was determined that it would be a wonderful day.
The weather was gorgeous, crisp and autumnal, and we had a lot of fun. As at all fairs, there was a giant slide. My boys climbed up and slid down over and over again. My youngest wanted us to watch each time. On one occasion, while I was away from the slide with my older son, two women watched with amazement my five-year-old's unabashed joy and delight as he slid down.
Grace should be received like that.
With unabashed joy and delight.
if only it were as easy to surrender to as gravity... this is a lovely post. Hugs to you, and prayers for many many moments of grace.
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