I hand wash my dishes. This is something my younger self never thought I would say. But the simple act of running pure water over dirtied dishes and wearied hands is an act of grace that has changed me completely. God has changed my heart. He has changed who I am. He has changed how I do things. From lofty dreams to simple grace filled days God has held my wandering heart close and has hand washed me Himself in His grace. This blog is a weekly stepping down into His washing waters as He allows my dirt to become visibly washed away. I’m just a simple wife, newbie in a small town, and a daily wanderer longing to sit at the feet of Jesus. Nothing flashy here, only a daily renewing of hand washed Grace.