| Outside playing with the cousins |
I know many people all over think that these are times of blessing. Well, those who know me well, know how much I hate that term. That imply's almost a favoritism. Like God chose me to be blessed. It's not that---a bounty meal, and loved one's to hug on--that is Grace. Grace because I have done nothing extraordinary. Grace because I simply exist as God's child. Grace because. Grace because we had this time with Steven's folks, and nothing can take that away from us.
I am thankful for Grace.
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