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Painted Grace

     The green grass blades dance amongst the rhythm of the gentle wind, tickling the toes of young children playing in their yards. The sun sprinkles light down through the branches and leaves of the strong oaks standing tall as soldiers. It plays hide-and-seek with the people resting gently in the shade, adoring the youthfulness exuberance before them. The animals in the woods peek out to see the excitement while the birds forcefully scatter for fear of the recklessness of it all. Laughter echoes through the hills, gliding on the edge of the whispering winds and carrying love to the very edges of Heaven. Such peace and joy are only found amongst the angels play that is now seized in wonder of this earthly beauty. How lovely is this scene painted before us by the Master artist, for all to see His wonder and grace! How great He is to invite us into His blessings hidden within the tiny joys of an ordinary day in His presence.




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