when worlds collide

now that summer is here, and my attention is here to be directed. i can't help but see a lot more grace on my side. not because it wasn't there before but because i'm choosing to see it. like a shape in the clouds. or the virgin mary in a cup of coffee. but unlike those things, grace really is there, always for us to see, and not just to see, but to dwell in. summer no longer has a formula, it's a time of living, more than school would allow. and i'm always happy about freedom.