One thing that someone said was, 'There not but for the Grace of God go I.' And it really hit home with us that if it wasn't him, it could have been any one of us.

When Catherine told me about this (tragedy nearby), I could only say, shocked, "Dear God, that family needs grace."
She replied firmly, "That family needs casseroles," and then proceeded to organize the entire neighborhood into bringing that family dinner, in shifts, every single night, for an entire year. I do not know if my sister fully recognizes that this _is_ grace.

My grace is sufficient for thee. The words soothed her soul like a healing balm.

A family in my sister's neighborhood was recently stricken with a double tragedy, when both the young mother and her three-year-old son were diagnosed with cancer. When Catherine told me about this, I could only say, shocked, "Dear God, that family needs grace." She replied firmly, "That family needs casseroles," and proceeded to organize the entire neighborhood into bringing that family dinner, in shifts, every single night, for an entire year. I do not know if my sister fully recognizes that this IS grace.

It is becoming impossible for those who mix with their fellowmen to believe that the grace of God is distributed denominationally.

There, but for the grace of God, goes God.