Nathaniel Hawthorne once wrote -

"Just at there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a love born of God's care for every separate need."

And from this day forward, for whatever the sun's beams bring to light, I will be grateful. This morning, I am grateful for a load of laundry leftover from the weekend. I am grateful for my sons, who look so precious in the sun's light. I am grateful for my beautiful mate - his hands extend toward me in love every chance they get. I am grateful for a somewhat clean home. I am grateful for my eyes. For after turning away from the sun's bright light, landed and gazed upon a mirror and I saw me being grateful. My smile wilted like a branch of a willow tree. Amazing it is, to believe in and enjoy the means of grace. Blessed to bless....