How perfect.
It's supposed to rain all day.
Even more perfect.
It's like the earth is mourning wet for the loss of Grace two thousand years ago.
It's remembering the great pain it felt as those holy feet were hung, pierced and buried in it's own flesh.
Little did it know Grace's stay was short.
Grace had a mission--to defeat death, to defeat dust. To bring life through being Life.
To restore souls, restore lives, restore the earth itself.
Even the earth will get new life (Rev. 21).
Even the dust will be redeemed into springs and will be able to satisfy the saints in their praises.
Life will flourish as the earth is restored. Greens, blues, purples and reds. True balance and beauty.
And all for the praises and glory of that perfect Grace who walked, returned and defeated the dust.
Thank you Jesus for inspiring me through your creative beauty and your victory over death.
-Hanna
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