You’d never see it coming in your wildest dreams.

You’d never imagine redemption to write a story this beautiful.

Moments are fleeting

Their value is never recognized until after their gone

Some return, again and again, a gift of grace

Others only come once or twice

And hope to God that you’d learn the first time

So you’d spend the second soberly,

You can’t see the future in a moment

But it’s in there

Woven by a benevolent God

Who knits purpose into every breath of it

No wonder He’s called Perfect,

And that He is.

He shares that perfection with His children

as He laces our path with grace

And lights it with the Word of His mouth.

Every moment is an answer to prayer

If we truly see into it.

And all the pieces to the puzzle

Come together in one stunning moment

And all that was lost

Is restored in a moment

A precious moment!