My story about Grace starts several years ago when I was going through a ton of horrible stuff head-on. The loss of a baby, testifying in a murder trial, losing all of my belongings, struggling with breaking negative soul-ties. In the midst of all that turmoil, I had Grace. But let’s be real – I’ve noticed that most people have taken the undeniable Grace of God for granted and/or ignored it at least sometime in their life – as I have. So there I was years later, still lamenting over the worst points of my life and all of my own mistakes, having strayed and in a very minimal relationship with God, longing and praying for His presence to only realize suddenly that He had been with me from the start all along. It was an ah-ha moment at its finest. For me, it became a “Grace” moment – a moment of getting it.

From that point on, any new awareness, any new discovery or “ohhhhh, I get it!” moment was now a “Grace” moment. If I’m reflecting on life while trolling along dirt paths and soaking in the sun, surrounded by the beauty and peacefulness of all God’s creations – That’s God’s Grace i’m admiring. Traveling off the beaten track and experiencing new things – understanding that travel is adventure and discovery, culture and surprise: A Grace moment, indeed. And the same could be said for my love of cooking & dining, for cultivating friendships that inspire, for the idea of “beauty” and what that means to us, it’s all GRACE. It’s an understanding that comes with living life to the fullest so that it bursts at the seams. An unbridled joy. An insatiable curiosity. Praising and trusting God regardless of what’s ahead. That’s what Grace means to me.

So, I just want to thank you all, who ever is reading this page at this very moment, for joining me on this adventure! I could not be more grateful for your support and companionship on this beautifully wild ride.

xxT