You Left Me, Lord.
Had you never gone, I would have thought—
I overflowed with love,
Was possessed by generosity,
Rose above the simply worldly, not-yet-seeking crowd.

But you left.

And with you went every speck of my not-whole-but-holey “holiness.”
Pretty clever, Lord—
How you teach your “chosen” they’re NOT chosen
By virtue of their virtue.
Pretty painful, too.

I worry off a prayer—
“The next time I have a bout of spiritual success, Lord,
Will I have another bout with pride?”
Amused, yet patient, you reply with gentle authority—
“If you stay close to me, child, you won’t have to worry about pride.
If you don’t, you won’t have to worry about success.”

Touche, Lord.
May I never again confuse GRACE with virtue!

EPILOGUE

Having been given this insight, I’d love to claim I never again confused Grace with virtue. But our patient God retaught this lesson as needed through the years that followed. His Grace is faithful, even when I’m not. And It’s Always Raining Grace!

Today, be aware.
God’s Life floods your heart.
It’s always Raining Grace.

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| ​Embrace the Day |

Let me not in anguish say,

When tragedy knocks here,

“Oh my, ungrateful fool I was!

I missed the golden year.”

Life is glad and joy is mine,

But often pain reigns ‘round me.

Reduce my days to trite concerns?

Let mundane things confound me?

While time is sweet and love surrounds

May I grow and give and BE,

For never will this time return,

Unless it comes to haunt me.

Today, be aware.
God’s Life floods your heart.
It’s always Raining Grace.

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