Grace

Grace comes into the soul, as the morning sun into the world; first a dawning; then a light; 

and at last the sun in his full and excellent brightness.

Thomas Adams

I read this quote from Thomas Adams on the blog Barnstorming this morning

and promptly wrote it down in my gratitude journal. 

I am grateful for grace, 

for these words of Thomas Adams, though I don't know who he is,

for the turning of the earth, 

for the changing of the seasons, 

for the rising and setting of the sun, 

for the clouds breaking up after a long day of rain,

for the marvel of the universe.