|Peasant Woman Threading a Needle, Jules Breton|
I think the spiritual life is like that too. We know where we want to go, but we can't really see it. We sense the space or the peace or the word we are aiming for but we can't do it on our own, we call out and then it happens. When we are struggling to reach up, and cry out to God we get what we need. Grace. We get the grace.