Love Poem: Grace
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Written by: Mike Hamp

Grace

Well, I am going to describe something that this world knows nothing about. Its quick to cover, and it never runs out. Some call it amazing, some say its an excuse to sin, some stick to the law and play Religion attempting to win. Ive heard it called a miracle, I've experienced it with goosebumps rising, Ive seen it accepted with people not even realizing. Its taken for granted daily, it will never be fully understood, if I could describe Grace to you fully, , I would. I can say I'm perfect, but the breath wasted in that sentence would hinder my steps of repentance, and any progress made thus far would have more chance of survival in the lions den without a God to protect it. Wrestling bears with bare hands choking the wolves that stalk purity, confessing fear with real plans for Him to talk clear to me. This Grace mentioned breaks chains that generations have held close to their hearts and minds, this place is sectioned in lanes where the nations have chose to throw darts and draw lines. Darts and arrows soon turn to stones and words, methodically manipulating "truth" to leave a little room for imagination. The lines drawn are quick to show that religion kills. Decisions like pills are tough to swallow at times, and both are crimes if made or taken by those not intended. Descended from heaven, a gift until His return, a flame now burns on the heads of those dead to this world. Christianity is a relationship, there is no religious catch you see? And Grace IS amazing, because it saved a wretch like me!