Grasping For Grace

I watch you by Kindle light,
night tucked around you as you sleep.
It’s easy for you to erase the day’s shadows—
close your eyes, breathe peace in deep.

I’m not like you: my thoughts are incessant and
breathless and I feel helpless; I want to run away—
to escape; to shut down; to use and
abuse—I’m grasping for grace to force me to stay.

God
Oh God oh God oh God oh God
Grant me
I need release; I need to breathe; I’m begging You, please, for
the serenity to accept the things I cannot change:
the pace of my brain and the ongoing pain—
The courage to change the things I can:
the fear that I hear loud and clear: “Run away. . .”
And the wisdom to know the difference
I choose to let go so once more I can stay.

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  1. So true, so often God guides us to let but like the poem we lack the knowledge to let go and fight to let go, if we just let go like Gods directs we would all find peace of mind. But good old human nature we fight God’s will which causes more heart ache.
    Great post, pray all is well with everyone in your part of the country.
    Stay safe❤️❤️❤️❤️👍👍
    Grover

    1. Grover–you’re so right about not fighting God’s will for us–and causing ourselves more heartache. It’s a lesson I relearn every day. Thank you. We’re all still well here. Prayers to you and your family–stay safe. ❤

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