The ability to find pixilation amid the pixelation is at the essence of the gift of celestial Grace.

David B. Lentz
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The ability to find pixilation amid the pixelation is at the essence of the gift of celestial Grace. "Pixelation" is a concept that refers to the way God has unfolded His plan for us in every detail of our lives. When we are able to see each detail of each day as it is unfolding, our joy and gratitude become unbounded. People who are able to do this are those who have been given the gift of celestial Grace.

Source: The Fine Art Of Grace: A Novel

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