When we lay the soil of our hard lives opened the rain of grace and let Joy permeate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows. How can this not be the best thing for the world? for us? The clouds open when we mouth thanks. p. 58
Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are
grace, joy, thanks