“Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound …”
How sweet, too, are the sights that await us in the “Garden of Grace.” And the scents. I think of a melodious harmony of bird song, of the heady perfume of flowers wafted on the breeze. Above all, I imagine a glorious light that pours through the foliage, clothing the trees and shrubs in its resplendent radiance. What can lie beyond the aged, wrought iron gate that opens into the “Garden of Grace?” Surely, abundant blessings and God’s tender mercies await.