Sunday, December 13, 2009

Where is the Grace?

Grace has no season:
a rhythm,
but no reason --
a promise of life
that is rooted in stone
and yet it's clear
there are hidden springs below
toward which we stretch and reach
and which we try to grasp
with every last determined fiber of being
and yet we question,
almost daily,
"Where is the grace in this?"
Where is the grace in suffering and death?
God only knows...

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Maureen said...

"God only knows. . . "


And we are called to have faith. Some days I feel I have it; on others, I am at complete loss. said...

Me, too...