The moon these last few days has been spectacular, so big and so bright, shimmering off the snow that we so seldom see here in the South.
It reminds me of the words we moms whisper to our littles—and to our not-so-littles:
“I love you . . . to the moon and back again.”
And it reminds me of an even greater love, a love that whispers across the stars and down from the heavens:
“I love you . . . to the Cross and back again.”
Simply wonderful . . . simply grace.
Where do you see glimpses of God’s grace?