The waves washed upon the shore and covered the glistening sand, leaving golden bubbles in its wake as it hurried back out to that from which it had come, I was struck with a sudden and vivid memory of another time when I was seated on white sand; my heart swollen with delicious conversation and my mind satisfied with the simplicity of the day.  There is an innocence to days that are easy, even mindless.  Although rare, they are as healing as a miracle and as delicious as heaven.
I find it easy to drift into thoughtful conversation with God at times like this.  To seek him out during a day when it would be so easy to get caught up in the here and now is one of the most rewarding experiences I ever have.  I am always thankful, always hopeful, always prayerful and always in love with him as he moment-by-moment designs my day and lays out before me a feast that I am humbled by.
There is no better life than this ... to be hanging by grace.

His grace is sufficient for each day ...

There is nowhere I would rather be than inside of grace.  I boldly proclaim that I believe in God and I believe that he has given me the ability to notice the beauty in the smallest detail of his creation.  I believe he has given me a soul so that I can be in constant communication with him (thank you Jesus).  I know he has given me wisdom and discernment to navigate each twist and turn in this ol' world and that he has infused me with peace that never fails and faith that grows and grows in all circumstances.  My experience with him is other-worldly and exotic in nature, my curiosity increases with each new day and my heart swells with the love that he bestows upon me.  His grace is sufficient for each day and I am so blessed to be in his presence when I pray. I would hate to suffer tribulations without faith.  I hear it said that when others are in the midst of a trial they are "hanging by a thread" ... with my Father, I am always hanging by grace.