Soak in colour
drown in autumns dust.
Candy floss dreams.
(There are so many colours in the world and the overflowing grace of God. So often grace is obscured by doubts, worries and cares. Many times when I have been overwhelmed by God’s grace, people have just dismissed grace as a nice but dangerous. A dream hidden by the clouds of unbelief. Oh, how we need to soak in colour).
Life From A Park Bench 