While I sit at my desk diligently pecking out words in the pre-dawn darkness, wondering if they will ever be read, if they carry value, if they matter, someone in another state pecks out a note of thanks for my words and speaks of how they have helped her.
That is grace.
I am grateful.
I receive the gift.
A gift of grace
A gift of words
Words of grace
You have helped me more than you will ever know...
ReplyDeleteI would not be who I am today without your words. They carry great value for me, and my family. I love you!
Thank you, dear friend. Such an encourager you are.
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