In two days it will be March.
February has been an unusually busy month for me. I’ve been mostly at home—in my little corner incessantly pounding on my keyboard—writing the third volume of my book, Gifts of Grace. It’s coming along fine, thank you.
At the end of each day, I am spent—heart, body and soul—but happy. I realize that this feeling comes not so much from a sense of fulfillment as from a higher Source, for whom I do what I do. “And from His fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.” (John 1:16)
In February, too, we found a reason to celebrate. My one and only grandson (nine months old now) was dedicated to the Lord, officiated by my older brother, Pastor Fed.
Although 13,000 miles away, we were with Adrian through photos sent by his parents. “Isn’t he lovely?” Grace upon grace indeed.