Poem

Grace in Motion

When mercy speaks, the heart must hear,
A voice so soft yet strong and clear.
Not earned, not bought, a gift that’s free,
Poured out in love for you and me.

The hands that hold, the feet that stay,
The kindness shown along the way.
A debt erased, a soul set right,
It is a dawn breaking through the darkest night.

Forgiving deep, though scars remain,
Choosing love beyond the pain.
To lift, to heal, to mend, to guide,
To walk in grace, not in pride.

So let me love, let me restore,
Let me give and ask no more.
For grace is not just what I’ve known,
It’s what I’m called to make my own.