"What is grace?" I asked God. And He said, "All that happens." Then He added, when I looked perplexed, "Could not lovers say that every moment in their Beloved's arms was grace? Existence is my arms, though I well understand how one can turn away from me until the heart has wisdom."
- Saint John of the Cross, from Love Poems from God, compiled by Daniel Ladinsky.
Photo of plumeria by Kent Fox, Hilo, Hawaii, kentfox96720@gmail.com
