Grace, Enough for Me

In looking thro' my tears one day,
I found Mount Calvary,
Beneath the cross there flowed a stream
Of grace, enough for me.

Grace is flowing from Calvary,
Grace as fathomless as the sea,
Grace for time and eternity,
Grace enough for me.

While standing there, my trembling heart,
Once full of agony,
Could scarce believe the sight I saw
Of grace, enough for me.

When I beheld my ev'ry sin
Nailed to the cruel tree,
I felt a flood go thro' my soul
Of grace, enough for me.

When I am safe within the veil,
My portion there will be,
To sing thro' all the years to come
Of grace, enough for me.

Grace, Enough for Me by Edwin O. Excell


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From Prince Edward Island, With Love

Bring a little bit of Prince Edward Island into your life.

Anne of Green Gables crochet pattern

Anne of Green Gables art print

Anne of Green Gables window art print

Anne of Green Gables tote bag

Matthew Cuthbert brown sugar pillow cover

Raspberry Cordial scented candle

Anne of Green Gables fabric bundle

October quote notecards

Anne of Green Gables pillow book

Anne of Green Gables scarf


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Spine Labels - Set 27

spine labels
noun (plural) - a collection of odds and ends that are as random as reading spine labels in a bookstore

Just One More Chapter enamel pin

Cassette Business Card case

Coffee Books and Rain pillow

Sheep ottoman

Make a Decision note pad

Literary Origami Rose Flower earrings

Bookworm Girl

Acute Angle cross stitch pattern

Adorable Moose plushie

Cherry Blossoms teapot


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June Evenings

"One June evening, when the orchards were pink blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window. She had been studying her lessons, but it had grown too dark to see the book, so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie, looking out past the boughs of the Snow Queen, once more bestarred with its tufts of blossom."
- Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery


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