When we looked up on a morning walk at Mount Pisgah, we saw the sun making a fine spectacle of itself just before it cleared the fir trees.
I’m no photographer; I just cart around an ordinary i-phone, but the grace of nature and technology gave me this picture.
I am so grateful for grace, the grace of friends and family who forgive me my shortcomings, the grace of earth — this tiny unique planet on an arm in an amazing galaxy — the grace of strangers who step up with aid and smiles and un-looked-for generosity.
It helps if I am in the moment rather than rushing ahead of now. Otherwise, I don’t always notice grace.
Susan Palmer's Exquisite Now 