My husband gave me a new lens for my camera on Mother’s Day. It’s called a Macro Lens and is designed to get very close to that which you want to photograph. I have a funeral this morning, and I continue to struggle with despair—for our country, the world, the beautiful creation God has entrusted to our care. It is my early morning rambles in the garden that restore me. I took a bunch of pictures with my new lens this morning and came back in to load them on my computer. It was like looking through new eyes when the images came up. Sometimes grace is about being given a sharper vision for the beauty right here, right now.