#21 Amazing Grace

Amazing grace, how sweet thy sound.

Redeemed. I never used to understand the extent of grace. Until the time came when I needed greater grace.

I dug away the walls, yet at some places, they became pot holes.
I ran towards the light, then got tired and lost myself in darkness.
I stumbled and sometimes I dragged others down.
I ran around the field searching for the sun, not knowing it stared down at me, if only I looked upward.
I bit the hand which fed me.
I grieved the heart which cared for me.
I sang a song of despondency, when victory came my way.


When I thought about grace;