Awe

Everyone sang as loud as they could. It was as if a choir of angels was with us. The church of God was declaring His praise. I felt the Holy Spirit fill the place. It was beautiful.

And write I must...

Sometimes you don't get to tell everything that you're feeling there isn't time to express all the thoughts running through your head, so the best way to get it all out because getting it all out is necessary is to write. And write I must...

Mistakes

I think the hardest thing about growing up is living with your mistakes, the bridges that you have burned, and the relationships you have strained. Looking someone in the eye, pretending everything is ok, and knowing that something is wrong. 

It might be harder to see the bad in yourself, see that you have so much to change, and not knowing where to start.

Feel

Don't ever get to the point where your heart cannot be touched. Let it be touched by the tears and losses of others. Look and see things that are mistaken for commonplace. 

Read. And when you cry, when you feel loss, pain, or joy, know that you feel the emotions of those who have read before you.

Don't hastily dismiss a book you have already read. Allow yourself to feel again. Feel what you have felt before, and embrace it. 

Grampa

Grandpa always has a way of making you feel like you are the singularly special person there, the only one deserving of attention. I'm not sure how he does that for each person in his sphere, but he does. I was scared I wasn't going to have any uniquely special time with him. Just when I'd resolved myself to being thankful for the time I did have, he pulled me aside and told me how special I was. His words gave me reassurance and peace. I asked him to pray over me and he did. I felt blessed. I can't remember the specifics of what he said, but I don't think I'll ever forget that moment.

And here he is working his magic on Grace. Love, unconditional and real, this is a glimpse.