Grace lifts me up when I feel like a dead dog
In fact I know it
Thoughts
Actions
Bad
They don’t look anything like truth
Then truth pours in like a flood of
Life giving seed
Planting itself firmly and deeply
Into the soil of my heart
The water of God’s Spirit saturates the seed
Slowly and surely they pop open
Little by little pushing themselves through
My crusty heart
Breaking out onto the surface of my being
I am surrounded in a rich blanket of
Green life giving grace
My eyes are clear and open
As a blue flooded sky
And I can taste and see that
God is good.