Meditation in the Morning

  I Am                 There’s no space that His love can’t reach There’s no place that we can’t find peace There’s no end to Amazing Grace Take me in with your arms spread wide Take me in like an orphan child Never let go, never leave my side I am Holding on to You I am

A Gift Called Grace

Can I ask you a question, if I were to give you a gift all wrap up in pretty paper, and a pretty bow on top of it, would you open it, or would you just stare at it. Chances on you would differently open it and see what kind of gift that was inside.