In the midst of passing bravery
In the face of our own injuries
Is the constant generosity of grace.

It’s the only beauty in the tales we tell
It’s the pressing on and ending well
It’s the joy that comes when we give ourself away.

I had lunch recently with a friend who has spent the last 20 years in difficulty. He surprised me when he said, “Fred, I think I am on the verge of happiness.” I think we are on the verge of happiness and joy tonight as we welcome Sara and Troy Groves back to The Gathering.