Saint Stephen's face shone like an angel's.
God's grace makes us more than who we are by nature. His compassion working through us gives us the hands of saints. His divine beauty gives us the faces of angels.
God's will for His children is for us to be lights in this dark world.
Lord, help me remember that this isn't a destination, but a daily practice and way of life. In this world, there will be some painful striving until we fully enter Your rest. May I not merely be like a saint of stone, a beautiful yet dead thing, but may I be like a living stone that has been breathed upon and given life.
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