Grace, like hope, is ‘a thing with feathers’

That floats into our lives when we need it most—

When things happen that are beyond our control,

Grace is there, waiting in the wings.

When we are at our lowest point,

And fear our darkest fears,

When our worries render us helpless—

Grace is there, waiting to soothe.

Grace is as big as the ocean and as small as a ladybug.

Grace comes to us unbidden,

But always when we need it.