Love, Grace – Letters From The Village

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After the rain came, flooding the all around, nearly enough wet to soak a soul and start the preparations for the ark. And after the rain came and all seemed grey and clouds remained and the wet and dank just hung around. And after the rain which spilled like tears and did not give way to a rainbow this day. Nor offer a break in the raging storm.

Grace appeared. She cracked the shell of cloud soaked soul. And slid her gentle fingers through the slits and slats. And Grace broke through and Love did too.

The greatest of these still remains. On the front side back side middle of a mess. Comes glorious Grace on the wings of Love. The greatest of these, the always remaining, always was guarding and watching the heart as it was breaking. Determined to show Mercy despite all  the storms.

I know as I know true Grace always stays. Tucked in the shadows or out in full view. Signing her love notes in front of our eyes. Gentle, bent low to offer her peace. Spreading her soothing balm on the weary. Glazing the gaping wounds with the mercy which heals.

And leaving her sacred and certain mark on a man.

She signs her signature, cursive calligraphy, dignified, true. And you know you’ve been touched by her peace that transcends. And you’re left with a chorus of bold amens.

And  certain are you beyond a shadow of doubt that Grace was here, that Grace did appear.

You rest in the knowing that Love will prevail and win all the wars, each battle, each fight. That Love blankets the weary, the broken and crushed. And Peace like a river washes over your soul.

And somewhere, yes somewhere she leaves her sweet signature. As simple as that. Look for her markings all over the place. As simple, as lovely as two little words. 

Don’t miss it she leaves her mark everywhere. Open your eyes and see it written so plain.

Love, Grace.

The greatest of these will always remain.

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Joining Sandra Heska King for her Still Saturdays

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6 thoughts on “Love, Grace – Letters From The Village

  1. Dear Elizabeth
    Love, grace and peace! What beautiful gifts to enjoy through all the storms of life as we rest confidently in the arms of Love … when we live in Him who is our Life! Over via Sandy. Your words are a beautiful mystery as well as just so natural; The way it is always supposed to be.
    Much love XX
    Mia

  2. you are a true poet, friend. i am always struck by your creativity and ability to convey emotion through words.

    looking for those traces today – the way she leaves her sacred and certain marks. i needed your reminders here, soul-soaked as i am.

    bless you, Elizabeth.

    1. Your kindness is a balm of healing. And I am grateful for your speaking into my heart with what you felt and saw when you read this, the overflow of my heart. Grateful, so grateful for you in this world.

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