Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Grace

Grace comes,
softly unfolding
before us
as a river
finding its' course.

But,
although grace desires
to flow
gently
and softly
upon the landscape
of our souls;
it will not be stopped..

Grace will find
a way
to deal with
our hardness and
meanness of
heart.

It will break through,
surprising us with
its' power,
moving our
inner obstacles,
traversing our
personal deserts.

And we will
find ourselves
deepened
as we make room
for grace,
changed
as we yield to it's touch.

For grace will not
let us be
as we were,
but will find
a course, and
have its' way
with our hearts.

Grace comes,
God's gift,
re-moulding
our hearts,
our minds,
our lives..

Grace
has
won
my
heart
.
.
.

3 comments:

Amy said...

G.Marie,
This is absolutely beautiful...the last 5 lines/words especially touched me heart.

Blessings,
~Amy :)
http://amyiswalkinginthespirit.blogspot.com

gmarie said...

This was by Sally and I wanted to comment as well- Just Beautiful!

Carol E. said...

Beautiful! Thanks for posting this meaningful poem.