The Heart of God is invisible perhaps –
..or when we experience Grace. Or meet Forgiveness, and that absolute brand of Mercy which isn’t satisfied with nice deeds.
Miracles breathe in every moment of our lives – in every breath, in every gaze, in every touch. They rustle in the shade of tree, in cool green grass. They sit in chairs made by hands we might never see.
When I read the Word of God and see for myself…His undying pursuance of humanity, I am reminded of how incredible His Reach is – how deep His Care over us each: nor just in visual graces, but in the unseen realities. Count them. Don’t look past His face gazing back from the mirror.
Don’t lets look past Calvary where the greatest act of true Love changes everything for us: a Love that forgives, and cleanses, pays our debt of carelessness, embraces us with the Gift of Eternal Life.
Yes, Miracles overwhelm. Especially the extreme Presence of His Peace – how He never leaves, whether I believe it or not, He never leaves.
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