Sometimes I like to go back and read the poetry I wrote as a young Christian. Here’s one that I still like:
My life is filled
With tiny discrepancies
Whose jagged edges
Rip and tear
The soft cloth of grace.
Yet forgiveness is mine
And the cloth never turns
Into shreds.
It endures.
He endures.

I’ll probably delete this in the morning.
such talent….I love the poem. Aren’t we glad and thankful His love endures forever!!
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Yes ma’am! Something about our discussion at Bible study this morning prompted me to look back at this poem. ❤️.
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His love endures forever! ❤
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Yes and amen!
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