Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. Yesterday I led a funeral for a beloved church member. Today we await the birth of a grandchild. The old saint and the new, neither one in this visible world, are both rocked in the arms of God.
And so are we.
On his deathbed the gentle man was still only beginning to see the love unfurling in his life, looking so much like heaven. Being born, the child will begin to see. And we who hold the little one will also be born anew, and we will begin to see.
God, grant us each the grace to know that we are infants in your arms, angels at your gates, each day reborn, each day a new beginning, each day a passage from this world of grace into this world of grace, surrounded by infinite blessings we can't know, only beginning to see how deeply we are loved, how deeply.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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