One afternoon as I watered the flowers and vegetables at our backyard, I was drawn by a beautiful flower at our backyard. So I took my time to enjoy its beauty. And I poured my heart over the grief of a lost loved one. The precious little life I always remember whenever I come across the beauty of flowers. And I just give thanks to God for His grace. I am blessed by the reminder how beautiful Grace is, because it 100% depended of the Giver and not the receiver.
And I could thank God for the little hole in my heart that reminds me always of His amazing Grace.