Thursday, October 31, 2024 The Soft Cloth of Grace

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 tea
r
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.

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