this day of grace

My heart had been waiting for this morning for 5 months, I think

A morning to slip outside, curl up in a blanket with a cup of coffee

and listen

and see

and smell

and feel

all the grace all around

a moment

uninterrupted

to smile as the trees dance to grace notes

and the dog rolls in fresh blades of grass bathed in pure sunlight

with camera around my neck

I prayed to see

and exercise a heart of thanks

all the while pondering that

grace is a synonym for gratitude

could it be that God had left

one single gardenia bloom

just for me

and this day of grace

{i laughed out loud when I saw my sis in law kelli had blogged on the same topic...

hop over there for her eloquent writing}