We don’t know where life will take us.
What’s certain is that our feet were made for walkin’ and we’ll be doing a lot of it. It’s best to walk in the Way … the truth … the light. It can be easier if you walk with someone who shares the daily struggle. Someone who aspires and falls, triumphs and survives … someone who seeks beauty and learns from the journey, and shares a bit of her soul to spread joy to others.
One day I stumbled into someone who lived life big and bold and bright.
Her name is Edie. I know her only by the words she writes and the photos she shares, by the carefully considered thoughts she offers. She has a spark. She has a gift. Without a doubt, she knows God. And she loves her family with every ounce of being.
Her words. Spoken from a tortured soul seeking to bring grace and love to those she holds dear … but willing to give of herself so that others might find grace on their own journey.
I only read her words. I have never said a word to her … but she is a kindred spirit.
A mother. Wife. Homekeeper. Homeschooler. Decorator. Avid reader. Doctor.
And perhaps that is where it comes from …
Her desire to make people better …
to heal them with beauty and grace and thanksgiving.
And now — at this minute, she is searching for beauty and grace and thanksgiving. For healing that returns smiles to faces and joy to hearts and ease to weary souls.
She lives her Life In Grace.
I pray that she is washed in it, cloaked in it overwhelmed by it, now.
Photos from Life In Grace.