This life.

Short.

Sweet & sour.

Full of more changes than our four seasons display.

We forget this though.

We get up. Grab out coffee. Start our day. Everything the same….until it’s not.

And when it’s not we remember.

We remember that we are breakable.

That every day shouldn’t be the same.

That every day is so very precious and every minute more valuable than a pay stub says it is.

Then your life is rocked.

It shocks us out of these routine ruts. Jarring and sometimes violent episodes that throw us off the steady track of our lives and shout at us to “BE PRESENT”.  LOVE NOW and not tomorrow. Let go of trivial pursuits and chase what matters. Live for more than selfish ambition and vain pursuit. Give your life to those around you with abandon and unreserve. 

We’re never promised tomorrow. Not even out next breath is guaranteed.

…*Inhale

….*Exhale

This precious breath.

A gift.

Grace.

It is all Grace and today I am conscious of it’s depths. 

His grace that holds me. His grace that is more than enough.

 This grace doesn’t promise tomorrow. That wouldn’t be enough. 

It promises me now.

Today.

In this storm I will have rest.

Now.

In this desert I will find streams.

Now.

In dying I will find life and life abundantly.

Now.

Grace that covers me now.

This is more than sufficient. I don’t grasp for tomorrow when I sink in His grace today.
I rest in it.

And when I wake in the morning it is yet again His beautiful Grace.