[The door creaks as AK quietly slips into the room...] Grace is a term used by angels to describe the cushion of air that keeps them aloft as they defy certain gravitational forces. Grace is a made up word that illustrates our ability to look passed our weaknesses to our strengths. Grace is the still small voice that whispers, "forgive." [The door closes silently but soundly behind AK as he leaves the room. Amen...] When I close my eyes for the last time all I want to see is green.<O</O
I think that's a primitive understanding of Grace. When I really dive down into Grace and explore it, I think of it more like this: Grace is the complete understanding (acceptance?) that you were never threatened in the first place.